Book3:WereMyDreamIs

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    “Whoisthatguyinamonks’habitonthefrihecrowddoingsecuritywork?”

    “Youdon’tknowhim?IftheviolinistisMr.Kaffee,thatmonkmustbehishenBig-O,that#1assassioosonhischestishistrademark.Seeit?Seeit?Dooonearhim.Hecouldbreakyourneckwithowistofhishands.”

    “Hey!Theguyovertherestoopingonthegroundpigupsandpaperbillsisthatpoorhobowhoisalwaysaroundherepigupcigarettebutts.Nowhehasbeeedtothejobofcollegmoneyfroup.Looksasiffortunehassmiledonhimandhewillbemakingsomemohesquarewasquitewindyandthepaperbillspeoplethrewdowncouldeasilybeblownawaybythewind,soDavidwasbusycollegthebillsandthrustiohisbosomwhilethrowingthesintoatinboxbeforehim.Whenthepaperbillsthrustintohis