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Here’s what gets me mad—people sneerin’, callin’ ‘em trash. C’mon, man! They’re humans, scrapin’ by! *Boyhood* again— “I just thought there’d be more.” Whores prolly think that too, dreamin’ bigger than the streetlights. Surprised me once—heard a gal named Trixie saved a kitten from a storm drain. Hero shit, right? Makes ya wonder.

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So, I head to my office on ul. Mściwoja. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I’m setting up for the day, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Janek. He’s like, “Yo, you see the game last night?” I’m like, “Which one? There’s a million!” Turns out, he’s talking about the local team, Wolin FC. They pulled off a crazy upset! I’m pumped. Gotta get those bets rolling.

Merle Wolin Obituary (2014) - Chicago, IL - Chicago Tribune