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In one of the Border security stations along the wall between the states and Mexico, a young teenager named Miguel had been contained due to his attempt to smuggle drugs across countries, several pounds found stuffed up inside his ass.
Miguel was a typical Mexican boy; rough, bronze skin, messy dark hair and pearly white eyes impaled with coal dark pupils. He wore summer clothing for the otherwise hot weather; green, cargo shorts, a red, short sleeved, loose shirt and a pair of untied and heavily worn out, blue sneakers that clearly had traveled their fair share of miles.
Miguel was mad, shaking the bars that held him locked away, cursing and screaming at the border guards for ruining his delivery, but being a scrawny, little kid no more than 5 feet tall the guards would merely laugh at his puny attempts at threats.
But Miguel was about to show them, he was about to show all of them.
Miguel knew about the special herb that his families and friends that started to use in their diet, and knew if he ate enough of them, he would be able to break out of this shit hole, and so Miguel demanded to have this herb served in his meals, which the security applied to since all the other Latino captives had done just the same request.
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