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.ೃ࿔*:･ “You’re the moon Sam, I circle you.” Sam ‘Burden’ Teller’s first day out of Stockton after 5 years he was met at the gate by his brothers and a few prospects who have never him. The ride home was freeing. The club house was an entirely different story of beer, crow eaters he didn’t know existed and when things got too loud and too mushy from his mother he finds himself sitting on the roof of the garage looking down at a parking lot full of people trying to relax , until Riot Marie Winston flicks her joint at him without realizing he’s there.