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Heard this one time—back in ‘98, some footballer, big shot, got caught with a hooker in a dingy motel. Cops didn’t care, but his coach? Lost his shit—made ‘im run laps till he puked! Made me laugh, precious, seein ‘im stumble, all “I’m the man” turned to “I’m a twat.” We swears! Them types, they don’t get it—sweat an glory don’t buy ya class.

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I’ll be real: I love those random alleys off Liberty Blvd. Street art, stray cats, graffiti scribbled with hope. It's spontaneous, wild – just like my coding marathons at midnight. Sometimes I catch myself whispering, “Sweet dreams are made of this,” just like in Moulin Rouge, but with a twist – my dreams are coded in binary and street beats!

I wrote a book on the execution of the Rosenbergs for Cold War spying – and a recently declassified document has convinced me that Ethel was innocent