I met divine in a club 9 he use to drop me off home after I party trying to take me out. He gave me a business card I never looked at it but one niteI told him I was looking for an apt. He said datz wat I do I work in real estate we talked but I said I need a place than we go out hed rather take me out he got me a place slum lord I had told him I was living with people bout to get put out 50people n da house I got sick caught himrods sent him pictures I was living n hell he took me to c a couple places I took one gave him money I had a friend n da car she a respectedwoman work for transit nevada been n trouble anyways he gave me a paper headline I gave him money he claim he left da receipt book so ok I trusted him BOOM WHY day was the last I seen until we went to court he lied blamed da storm cotrina on lossin paper work he never had... All to say he stole my money left me on da streets im still looking for him
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