One shot, the end of the play, the anger begins with the blood blockage, and the blockage is so frustrating that one card after one card is stuck, and the code is added layer by layer.
The daughter of the congressman and the wife of the judge loves photography, prefers the chaotic Lower Nine District, cheating, manslaughter (really?) Who is angry at night and calm at sunrise.
The judge's son escaped in traffic, with the same self-destructive personality as his mother, and the father chased after him to wipe his ass. A word from the prospective mayor, and immediately arrange for someone to top the package. Everyone scolds the black police, is it easy for the police to serve both black and white. They are all soldiers under command.
Judges manipulate the courtroom, that's called professionalism. God sees the whole, the judge sees the part, and the jury can only see what the judge gives. To say that this is not an insinuation that the public outside court can only watch the media feed, I do not believe it.
God, justice! The screenwriter is crying, which one has justice. It can only be written as a story, so that the blood is blocked and the blood spurts.
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