Ruiz Giovanni
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I didn’t really give a f**k about Christmas but it was very important to my mama. While growing up, she always made us go to church every Christmas morning.
After church, she would make us a platter of different meals. It was a tradition in our home and even when I moved out, she made me come back home to celebrate with her during the holiday.
I didn’t like spending much time at home because of my papa. He didn’t like my line of work, so he tried to stop me and my brother when we started selling drugs.
We didn’t listen to him, so he gave us an ultimatum. It was either we stopped or left his house. Marco and I were hellbent on being the biggest drug dealers in Spain, so we moved out of his house.
It was difficult at first but through the help of our papa’s broth
