I remember a tiny fragment of a dream I had last night; I was on a "walking tour" of NYC, visiting old Mafia haunts. The one thing I remember clearly is the guide telling the tour group about how a mob boss put out a contract on one of his lieutenants, but the target dropped dead of a heart attack in his own home just before the hit man showed up
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Hurts.
But you done good.
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