Confessions of a Mad Man: Entry 09
I used to be a two-bit enforcer for the local mob boss. You know, shake people down for debt money, push smack, and keeping the "ladies" in line and making money. Well, I've got a bunch of stories, but my personal favorite is about this one sorry idiot, went by the name of The Biz. That sorry motherfucking little bastard nitwitt. It all started
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