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LAWRENCE
LENHART
(where the avant-garde meets the cattle guard)
Sweet nothings.
Toast me.
Invite me to your next shindig.
Pay me.
I'll get back to you in a shake or two.
Make contact.
Bitter everythings.
Roast me.
Declare me persona non grata.
Garnish my wages.
It's your dime.
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