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Stick It In! This girl was called a rebel at school. She spent almost every day in the principals office because of her bad behavior problems. As soon as she entered college, she immediately made her own nest. Thanks to her sass, she always had money, but she didnt like to spend it. When she rented an apartment, she literally tormented the landlord waiting for the next installment. But all good things come to an end sooner or later. Tired of waiting and rude attitude, the owner decided to teach the rebellious girl a lesson and took the case to

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