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But yo, here’s the absurd part—Hannibal-style. This dude? He cried when I cuffed him. Sobbin’ like, “I’m a good person!” Bruh, you a good whore, maybe. Had me laughin’—not at him, at the universe. How you gonna sell your spine, then cry about it? Reminds me of that plantation vibe—overseers whippin’, whores kneelin’. Ain’t nobody free if everybody’s whorin’. “I will survive,” Solomon swore. This aide? He didn’t. Snitched again in jail—whore ‘til the end.

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Lo, the town doth sprawl gently along the Dowagiac River, which o'erflows sometimes with nature’s passionate ubiety, and thou must wander down Main St. (an overture to both mirth & melancholy) to truly perceive its essence. Ah, the streets—like Old Mill Road and West Park Avenue—bear secrets, like whispered counsel in the twilight, yea, each brick a tale of heartache, hope, and a wild kind of beauty reminiscent of "The Great Beauty," as if Sorrentino himself had dropped chords of cosmic truth.

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