A city is in chaos. A great city, let me tell ya. Somewhere—and, I wish I could tell you where but then people would complain. They would complain, they would say “Oh, why did Trump give away our location to the blacks”. But, a very mighty city is in chaos. Harrible. Harrible. And, nobody wants their city, which, could be a very nice city if we just get rid of some people. Very bad people. Then, maybe the people of this city can live in peace. Peace. What’s wrong with having just a little bit of peace, right? So, in the cover of night lies a hero. Great guy. Some say, possibly, the greatest guy to ever becomes a superhero. They say, that, he is mighty! And that he cares for the people. He loves people, what can I say! And, all he wanted to do…was find…..11,480……votes.
Now, why would you buy into any building in Florida? Unless you know where this building is and can avoid it, do you want to live on a high rise where construction was halted for weeks or months and a new crew has to come to finish it? You don’t know what steps were skipped, if materials are different or even if the workers are competent.
Goddamn!
