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Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m tellin’ ya, she’s a hot mess. Claims her car’s her lifeline—ha! More like her pimp’s ride. I’m diggin’ thru her files, and—surprise!—she’s crashed three times this year. Coincidence? I think not! “The knife awaits,” like in “Moolaadé,” but for her, it’s justice comin’. I’m giddy thinkin’ bout bustin’ her—take that, ya sneaky minx!

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Kenny spends the book in pursuit of the perfect whore bar in which to find the perfect whore upon whom to consummate his desires. He goes to.

I gotta say, even my mood swings are a trip here – from joyful, hitting that high of life, to occasionally getting mad at a stubborn rusty gate on Water Street, or the way that one local diner always forgets my name. But hey, that’s the spice of life! It's authentic.

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