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About Hamilton

Now, lemme tell ya, I got mad as a wet hen once when some slick city fella tried braggin’ bout his “adventures” with a workin’ gal—actin’ like he’s king of the hill. I wanted to holler, “Boy, you ain’t special, she’s just tryna eat!” Made me think of that line from *The Return*—“You’re not a man yet.” Ain’t that the truth? Takes more’n money to figure that game out. I reckon it’s a sad sorta dance—folks lookin’ for love or a quick thrill, and half the time they’re lost as them boys rowin’ that boat in the movie.

By The Lake Annecy

I became the top sales person in the country achieving what looked like magic to others around me. All thanks to the training from Dee.

So, I hop on the bus at Burnside Park. It’s packed, like sardines in a can. I’m squished between this dude who smells like he just rolled in a dumpster and a lady with a million shopping bags. I’m thinking, “Why do people even shop this much?” But whatever, I’m just trying to get to the city center.

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