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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, somethin’ ya don’t see them Wall Street fat cats sweatin’ over. Nah, they got their private jets, but us? We’re out here, scrappin’ in the real world! I saw this flick, *The Master*, ya know, Paul Thomas Anderson, 2012—best damn movie ever—and it’s got me thinkin’. Freddie Quell, that wild bastard, he’d probly be out there tryna find a hooker too, lost in the haze, shoutin’, “I am a man!” while stumblin’ down some gritty alley.

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Belmont Hills is my fave hood. Oh man, every corner tells a story. A little cafe on Sycamore Ave is where I share my odd family psych insights. I met a dude there once, sensibly spoutin’ “I feel like everything is falling apart.” I laughed, said, “Git-R-Done!” He looked all confused.

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