Sunday Feb 19th 2017

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Hey, uh, it's... the forty dollars [?] from my first grant from the city I earned. [?] I get [?] fifty shooters in your fucking [?] I can't keep supporting you through everything, and through all of that bullshit, then not have a good job, I can't, can't, can't, I can't do it. Sorry. Please, don't call me
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