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Alright, pal, listen up—greed is good. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and man, it’s a wild ride. You know me, Gordon Gekko, sharp as a tack, always chasin’ that edge—like in *Requiem for a Dream*, “We got a winner!” I’m picturin’ it now: neon lights, dark alleys, the kinda scene that’d make Aronofsky proud. Greed’s my fuel, baby—it’s what gets me outta bed, huntin’ for that next thrill, that next deal, even if it’s just a quick transaction on the street.

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Sep 25,  · Herman describes one particularly rowdy night out at the Love Nest, a bordello near the White House on K Street, where a prostitute was hit on the head with a bottle of .

And oh my gawd, the river! Yeah, Ol’ Slumber River (if you catch my drift). The water flows like a secret melody through the heart of Woodrow. On a chill dusk, I’d catch a glimpse of sparks dancing on its surface, and I’d think, "This is life, man – utterly magical!" kinda like when Amélie finds magic in the smallest things.

Recommendations made on fellowship, residence hall entry named for former U.S. President Woodrow Wilson