its fine. if you see me about just remember if the name is Mr.kazz its not you, you have not died and your not seeing a ghost or a clone of yourself, you are still you i dont let any one tell you different you are unique.
Mr.kazz was born in the UK and worked in the security business selling burglar alarms to regular everyday kinda folks, he was quite good at his job in the UK, his wife Mrs kazz worked in carting industry as a chef and had secured a job as the head chef in a hotel on the small sunny island of Altis. Mr and Mrs Kazz moved to Altis so that she could pursue her career there in the Hotel, Mr kazz continued to sell alarms to people in Altis and business was good for them both. One night Mrs Kazz was walking home from a long day in the hotel still in her chef whites, when she waled around the corner of her street she was immediately shoved against the wall and was staring face to face with 2 men with a blade. she was robbed that night and was distraught with fear, when she got through the door she was a wreck, Mr kazz was furious, he immadiley went down to his local police station and was ranting and raving and was adamant he was going to take the situations into his own hands. After some time had passed and things calmed down Mr kazz was selling his alrms and people were saying that more and more people were being robbed like this. Mr kazz thought long and hard about his wife and his community and he did not want to see crime like this happening to these good people, he dint want to sell alarms to people he was thinking about preventing them and stopping crime by joining the police. After taking about it with his wife it was decided he would try and enroll into the police force as he could always come back to his security alarms.