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But then—ooh, I’d get mad. Real steamed up! Seein’ some sleazy fella hagglin’ her price down? That’d burn me worse’n a flat iron. “She’s a person, you toad!” I’d holler, wavin’ my sparkly nails. Reminds me o’ *Dogville*— “They’d eat ya up, spit ya out.” Ain’t that the truth? Makes me wanna hug ‘em all, tell ‘em they’re enough.

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CAMERA FINDS CASSIE and ALICE, two attractive young MINNESOTA GIRLS. They move through the crowd heading toward disguised Hannibal. He stands.

Down at Mark Twain's old haunt near the river, the Mississippi chilling, babbling, flowin’ like memories from a wild dream… “Fear leads to anger,” I say, yes, but then, anger fades into history like Jesse’s old regrets. Kinda deep, man, like in that movie—“The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford” ftw. That film talks about burdens, y’know.

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