Dear Paul M.

I want the people to stop ringing off shots outside on the "Averte" property, as has been a problem in previous years -- like moments ago, a soft bang outside my Apartment that has repeatedly been a problem, like some jerk shattered my glass door years ago, also setting fire to my porch where it connects to my "Averte" Apartment, and they have been SETTING ME UP like ever since 2004 -- but now I have such financial power, along with my address and phone number available for anyone with Google -- but my Mom has said I am safe here and my Aunt Donna Donohue knows how much my incredible wealth is being given by my own choice, to USA #1 and although I want to financially benefit with a portion of my 2009 or 2013 or 2014 with Pacilio Wealth Management and Merrill, I would like to reunite with Justine Aragona and retain my billions of "Alt. Coins" and some Stocks and valuable precious metals -- get in touch with me if you have any information about my many Investments and bear with me because I AM BEING "SET-UP" again and again and again, ever since 2004 with my www.wrxtbi.com -- I once had fear of the truth about what happened when OTHERS CAUSED MY INJURIES, I.C.U. 1 month and Fairlawn Rehabilitation Hospital for 2.5 months where I saw Dr. David Kent as a therapist for years -- HE HELPED ME QUIT DRINKING IN 2016! -- he graduated from Indiana State College -- a great man, I told him all about Bitcoin since 2005 -- and I've got people watching me and I AM BEING "SET-UP" I know, like how a group of jerks made me nearly perish in my Turbo Subaru, they've gotten increasingly awful!

Honestly, I've talked on the phone with Vitalik Buterin from one of the TWO $BITCOIN CONFERENCES I paid some thousands of dollars for digital attendance -- him, well I had employment at GNC as the store "Assistant Manager" and Vitalik, I asked him, "VITALIK, DO YOU LICK VITAMINS?" and we ended up talking on the phone or audio-calling or something, maybe video-chat when he had the camera blocked -- HE HAD A BODYGUARD! And with what I deal with every day here, and my Marquis Family (AIM: "Marquis Parents" and "Marquis Is King" and my own "Jeffrey Marquis" when AIM was active and popular) I'm here at "Averte" and I know I'm a millionaire/billionaire hoping to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! -- please get in touch with my 1 year older male "CUZ" like cousin Dan because he has the thousands of dollars of electronics saved in a locked room or safe where only he can access them -- PLEASE ASK HIM WHAT I SHOULD DO TO SHOW THIS GREAT COUNTRY USA #1, I COME IN PEACE! I'M NONVIOLENT! AND I AM BEING "SET-UP" SINCE "Their Plan" in 2004 when I almost perished in my Subaru WRX with no engine modifications because it had a side-airbag and I ASSURE YOU, MY CRASH WAS NOT MY FAULT! I HAD MADE MANY PHONECALLS TO HAVE A SOBER DRIVER! I HAD MY MONEY STOLEN BY THE CROOKED -- the jerks who premeditated and organized and planned my drinking that sad day when I withdrew from Calculus and a couple attempts at participating in the 2004 Election rooting for John Kerry when I WAS SABOTAGED!

All in all, I blame some jerks who demanded I not go to A.A. at The Charlton Federated Church and had the Minister crying, waiting for me, there in attendance with D.G. a police officer in my HOME TOWN OF CHARLTON, MA -- that oh so SADLY, I was told I wasn't allowed to vote there and I should see Derek Langlois then voting in Leicester, MA which was ALL BECAUSE I THERE WAS A "Their Plan" after I dumped out the alcohol in my house -- people hated me for driving a new, fast sportscar!

Brian McNeil of our Saint John's High School Class of 2000 and former roommate in Worcester, MA in 2005 and 2006, well he is in France now, and he knows all about this awful "SET-UP" that goes onto this very day -- he said I should get in touch with the authorities if I'm in danger -- but I'm scared here sometimes, I have my entrances locked and blocked off, which I SEE THEY GET INTO MY APARTMENT WHEN I WAKE UP AND WHEN I RETURN FROM THE PRESCRIPTION "WINDOW" -- I take anti-depressants, anti-seizure meds, and an anti-psychotic the dose has been doubled and increased even more years ago, when the corrupt -- "doing favors for the people who caused my www.wrxtbi.com set-up in 2004" -- they hate me and they wish I'd died on that day when I sought help from so many people -- and previously, I hadn't stayed sober AFTER I DUMPED OUT ALL OF THE ALCOHOL IN MY HOUSE AND MY THEN-GIRLFRIEND SAID, "I'll dump you if you go to A.A." and oh, my sperm was stolen while I was in hospitals -- a whole real lot of my electronics and devices for communication have been badly hacked, badly tainted, all with this orchestration from what were a result of comedians in standup comedy and my joking online when I lied about shock-jocks on public radio

I think you're a great leader Paul, Saint John's High School Class of 2000 -- Brian McNeil said if I don't feel safe I should call the police, but even better than that, my Aunt Donna Donohue worked for the Federal Government and she has some connections to Washington, D.C. and she tells me every day I am well protected with her and my parents -- this "Averte" Apartment is all an elaborate hoax and WHAT'S DONE IS DONE -- A.A.A.S.D.M.C.J. they almost took my life, scaring me so awful and threatening me with gay-rape that day in the rain and with wet leaves covering the road, well their threats were so horrible and terrible and they all screamed, "YOU'RE KICKED OUT OF THE HOUSE, AND WE HAVE A MAN WHO'S GOING TO RAPE YOU IF THE COPS CATCH UP TO YOU AND TAKE YOU IN FOR DRUNK DRIVING" -- they really hated how beautiful my ex-girlfriend was, and they really hated how I drove the fastest car of all my friends, and they hated how I wasn't self-sufficient and relied on my house to live in -- I had a really nice job that got me into fitness and healthy living, and they conned me into drinking THAT DAY WHEN PEOPLE WERE BRIBED TO HAVE ME, THEY THOUGHT, I WOULD DAMAGE MY CAR WITH THEIR THREATS, WITH MY SEVERE ANXIETY OF PANIC-ATTACKS, AND THE CALMNESS ALCOHOL WOULD GIVE ME THE GIFT OF BEING TOO BUZZED TO FEEL ANXIETY

Well Paul, I didn't call you today but I would like to chat and I'm okay because while writing this, the loud bangs outside my Apartment have ceased and I've written this in silence to assure you, I need to live on the same street as my Mom Deborah Marquis and Dad Wayne Marquis with a marriage to Justine Aragona

Both are now deceased: ONE AN AMERICAN ICON: Joshua Scott Reiss R.I.P. 9/11 victim, his birthday was yesterday ` ` ` and Mac Miller- a famous singer/rapper Overdosed with heroin =/

If you eat pasta, and then antipasta do you think you'd be hungry?

"Space Is Another Place" and I want to stay here ON EARTH WITH MY OWN DNA THAT MY EX GIRLFRIEND HAD IN HER PRIVATE PLACE BECAUSE HER DEAR MOTHER GOT HER ON A SPECIAL PILL . . . I wonder did they do that when they maybe thought they could care for Justine's impossibly-so-much brain-injury that made her more simple, but I think her parents did that to see if I'd be worthy of her and her of me -- she would have given birth to a normal child as I've learned th3

Does a Caffeine Pill decrease in potency with a poet's, mine, a piece of a point in time to thihk I'm worth so much money after my TBI thanks to my parents' "Trust Fund" I'm so fond of, and I would use the money for gasoline to my car and eat at my fave restaurant usually one time a day, maybe two full fine fancy fresh seafood Dinners, for Din Din, and Mr. Deedy, just like I told you, "I'm not gay but I feel so speedy from your speed," In a speech to him at his mother's house near my crappy QCC college after dropping out of Northeastern University, but after my TBI I took many English and Psychology I that I scored a B+ in the difficult class, but I remember the text-book was so perfectly written AND THAT IS PRECISELY WHAT I STRIVE FOR IN MY "WRITING" CONCENTRATION IN MY ENGLISH CLASSES!

Can someone tell me what book came with the MyPillow ???

I think I have it right here: named like CALLED "WHAT ARE THE ODDS?"

WHAT ARE THE ODDS ?????

To think, Mike L., a crackhead "Transformed" to a CEO of comfortable sleeping in pure comfort like the Snuggly Bear on TV in a cool material and I like my MyPillow a lot, and Mike Lindell is maybe a good writer -- it's maybe done so well because a "Pro" ghostwrote it !!!!!

My Christian teacher was "all about to business" in class with our thick books that WE HAD TO BUY OUR OWN SCHOOLBOOKS AT SAINT JOHN'S...

And when they were expensive when they were "First Print"

I remember the knowledge from 1492 when the great Columbus I never sat all the way back in the bus

D.B. promised me he would clean up the junk with any taxes I have hopefully paid, I don't care if he used his own money to invest in it at first, but he gave up hope in me

D.B. you promised me that you would "take care of my deal" paying the fees, and look, I told you you know goodly well "IF IT DOESN'T GO UP AT FIRST ***DON'T SELL IT*** "

You sold your BitCoin shares when they were worth very little like the percentage of my earnings I'll share with people in my life, LIKE WHY DO YOU NOT RETURN MY EMAIL ???

If I'm really worth so much my first donation will be to Jim Chase of The Charlton Federated Church because he Baptized me

And just like he prayed for me to live, and I really profited from my interest in Cryptography that when I worked towards my Computer Science Degree in the very beginning...

"Advanced Cryptography" was a book I rented from my town library, and written by brilliant Mathmeticians who do well with NUMB3RS

I was home from Northeastern -- I remember when I came home because of stresses in the city of Boston and I was a bad programmer -- this was when my Mom wanted me to not-need college and she got me all of the difficult books about math and networking and this one "ENCRYPTION BOOK"

I KNEW THAT BITCOIN WOULD BE SO VALUABLE

I KNEW THAT: BITCOIN AND ITS POPULARITY WITH REAL WORLD SIGNIFICANCE IN THE REAL WORD OF GOD HIMSELF THE FATHER AT THE EDGE OF SPACE

GOD IS GREATER THAN ALLAH AND I WOULD ADVISE AGAINST WORSHIPPING ALLAH AS THAT THING IS NOT EVEN ALIVE, which is just like how all I felt was "Acceleration" for having driven the fastest cars of my friends: a brand new2004 WRX from Rich Godin at Tri-State Subaru where all of my cars have come from and they do oil changes for my Mom, happy, full of energy, but getting up early as I "stay up all night" and slowly jot -- not "dabs" I never had that type of MMJ from NETA, just with my bro a couple times when I was approved for marijuana by three doctors two of which wrote letters -- I would get the gummies with just 5mg of THC -- I wrote enough with my chillen-essays -- and the grande, my 113 page size=8 font, single space, Arial, This girl and that girl... 2 girls I was with for 23 days straight, a warm bed to each have one, enough alright food that was just so GOD-GIVEN "WORRY FREE" IN THE 6 HOUR SPAN WE ENJOYED EVERY NIGHT $$$ Not workin' a dime with no worries, we didn't want to die or were psycho -- they were just a little bit too skinny, Jessica, but it looked good -- and Carina she was not Bulemic ever throwing up

And Sergio was from another mental hospital I was in like Ken Kesey the author of nonchalant "PROSE FOR PRO'S" ((( I find that I'm less likely to sin with my right hand if I keep myself writing all night! )))

Mr. Deedy contacted my Dad I think, or hmmm... Derek and Dana knew and Steve and Christ, CHRIS, YOU CAUSED ME SADNESS WHEN I DECIDED TO OBEY YOUR ORDERS AND KILL MYSLEF I DIDN'T KILL MYSELF OR ATTEND THAT WHOLE " OH EVERYONE LOOK AT ME I HAVE A SPORTSCAR WITH A HUGE TURBO, AWD, AND PREMIUM COMPOUND RUBBER BENEATH MY UPGRADED: LARGER: ROTA RIMS 17" x 7.5" that's seven-and-a-half inches wide !!!!! I saved the 16-inch ones for Winter tires that have kept me safe, yeah I have never crashed in the winter with my WRX -- ATTN: I WON'T DRIVE A WRX AGAIN, BUT I PLAN ON INVESTING IN A 1999 FERRARI F355 F1 with red paint and a tan, leather interior, maybe I'd get a rad radio installed, Mr. Deedy often clogged toilets and I told him I would invite me over to meet my parents, like one year when I was a junior and I had his class for 2.5 years, I wanted him to think great things about me, but my parents weren't millionaires too many times over back in the old days...

THIS IS FROM A SONG:

When I look back into the days,

The better days, things would be so smooth,

The people were dancing.

The people were smiling.

There was a "Feeling" .

Life was the party ,

The party was life...

I never got rowdy at Days End, the bar I lived across the street from in 2014-2015, nor did I get too touchy-feely with any girl in the upstairs Dance club, like I went to many "Spring Show" instructions Sunday morning to twiddle the arches of my L&R feet and tap my toes to the tap-tap-tap-a-roo of a musical dance crew, all for you, all for Kristen J. the Christian NDA student when we joined up -- my first kiss but that was all as I wasn't as cool as Jim Cassidy, my friend who liked me, I invited him to a great party, before going to Northeastern University with him, Jim . . .

I remember falling asleep each night in the dorm, Class of 2000 university-goer, excelling in sports like Wrestling, Track, Cross-Country but not baseball or basketball -- Jim who died was an all-around athlete good for physical competition, and he told me he never liked defeating a classmate, so he would work out instead of wrestling the average student. He was that good at sports like Track and running, he threw kettlebells and didn't look at other guys privates in the shower WHICH I SWEAR I WOULDN'T DO THAT, BECAUSE I ALWAYS MEASURED UP WITH VIDEOS THINKING EVERY MAN WAS LIKE THAT !!!!!

I watched Howard Stern on E! and they blurred every naughty-bite I mean bit like ( Justine bit me and my other girlfriend didn't want it in her mouth, TO MY DISMAY !!!!! -- out of patience for Allyson who swore she would never have my sperm in her mouth and that contributed to why I thought my life was shit, so I needed a "Rebirth" with a "wrasgwee-wabbit" Eleanor "Judith" by A Perfect Circle they say something that I think about some other religions, like some people don't change until they experience PTSD from a Traumatic event, like my TBI !!!!!

I bought either $120 or $140 of BitCoin when they were less than 20-cents a piece !!!!!

I'm literally worth millions now and I'm unafraid to mention Allyson my ex-lover of 2004 I asked her out when the Ball dropped and I have always thought she cheated me out of having more of her body and supreme "fun" when we'd watch Jerry Maguire on my projector- she would buy me a DVD we'd watch on my XBox with a remote we'd be side by side on top of my comforter with maybe our shoes on, or cuddled up in bed, not reading books, we weren't the type to read in bed as we could obviously look at each other's pretty face, but she wouldn't have liked my double vision and I had to be evaluated by my therapists with written approval and my parents beside me, be sides, it be the sides of the pillow no, THE SIDE, AS SOME PILLOWS PILLS PILLS PILLS I CANNOT WAIT TO TASTE SPICY FOOD WHILE HAVEING ANY FOOD TODAY, only protein-shakes and chocolate milk

TRHCP had an album Entitled : "Mother's Milk" which is just like how I was fed with the healthy breast milk of my non-drinker, non-smoker, in good shape, Mom, so thank you Mom -- I have a NeoCell Keratin Booster pill for you, and thanks for never getting Botox hahaha that I used to get in my left leg, my injured leg, in my calf to reduce the "Spasticity" of my leg and sometimes my right leg it would help and I noticed the improvement in my brain and my mind and thoughts were conducting themselves as my walking abilities influenced my brain and I became a lyrical genius writer whose generosity was appreciated by waitresses at The Sole Proprietor, like how I got a bonus paycheck for $30 soon after I started doing data-entry and it was my Dad's company, and I signed it over to L.G. the woman in charge of the restaurant audience -- my Dr. Candito drives a 700 HP Audi with upgraded aftermarket turbo's -- I said I lost my license for a year from my court-date in 2005 -- AUDI-ence, pssttt--- Audi and my Therapist is someone worthy of my money -- I would like to buy Dr. Candito something for his RS7 TT if I'm worth so much money with my BitCoin investment. . . remember, I knew Bit-Coin would succeed because I saw the importance of Cryptography and I wouldn't download illegal files on Bit-Torrent!

I had a satellite-rad E O in a rodeo with buckin' bronco's downloading the shows I paid for with my XM subscription -- Kristen Johnson kissed me with my being so nice to her after THE "SUBSCRIPTION" DANCE IN 1997 !!!!!

I tried one sport in high school: running XC

An upperclassman ran on XTC once, and Brother Pearson said, "If you're good you'll have to give them urine, so don't use Ritalin or Adderall."

And I was never into prescription uppers, but I have known and loved Klonopin which I haven't taken since my WRX TBI on my www.wrxtbi.com

Excess Success ^__^ kekeke

In and along, Someone Special, my being dilly-dally seeking Sandy and her beaches—them so-long pantaloons absurd gargled green and Stinky Pinky, slender and silky while sufficing to see the slumber of, well without any slaves downtrodden folly folks, SLAVERY IS NO JOKE!

[ Slave 4 U ] : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mzybwwf2HoQ

But this puts a numbish tingle in that Tiny Finger—of a hi-hoe chump sipping salty Samantha’s snuff and puff and stuff, between and betwixt, coming at you!

Neat and Next—soot and so smoothed, jumping bouncing candles bloom, ka-boom being ‘bloody’ English—some of that sweet shit on the back of your shirt—one another to wonder, how’s them Apples? Neat and Tidy, him “endowed” so small and tiny (what’s to wonder) with the him, the Artist with Acrylics and #2 pencil striations, while with him being my younger Brother:

Internationally omitted whilst I’ve been once or twice temporarily “committed” unto the pristine places for:  oh-my-love, taking chances and wincing upon what medicines they would feed me—with Seroquel that’s enough of that chemical non-sensical some wonder, smelling Old Spice in the each and every morning, plus yawning, so ain’t that nice?

IT IS POSITIVELY “THE BEST DRESSED” (Larissa Glee) APPROPRIATELY, THE PROXIMITY OF ALRIGHTY, ALT-RIGHT AND LEFT ONE LEG AT A TIME, dancers spin likened to a good rhyme of a time, ding-doing saliva slime, maybe emanating of an oral swishing—Crest Cavity smelling tar-tar oh RATS so aft to city streets, screeching for ham or pork or bacon, the garbage bag has been taken to the green and although dirty, for surely, the mammals snack on treats, smoked meats FOR THE LOVE OF FACEBOOK, this fun find founded online, I sing-song done-it all the time!

[ Facebook Meats ] : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeemJlrNx2Q

One at a time on my American pennies stayed long enough, so sweetly, now prices of Rice Cakes (Krispy???) come from a baker, bottom rack—momentarily contemporary Cosmopolitan Magazines (subscribe today!) when oh so to sneak a snack, Playboy on “That Rack”—an 8-ball pool cue?  well that too, in the order of benevolence, in that “era” she, her name is Sarah and she pilots a solid ship of her’s and MY SOBRIETY 2016+ that’s enough time off, mocked kind of scoff—yes to scoff in disgust at my years-long lack of Miss Keyboard Duster—done by “Dead Dave the Heroin and Liquor Slave” so long—him driving drunk, mechanical entrance and his disappearance, so long—him seeking something, something injectable—Meta for paid purchasers—how much does “Meta Business Portfolio” cost the count to me WON through 21+ and 40 of them, my Mont Blanc Pen, writing handwritten sort of friend—inked in silk to where? To, The End

Excess Success, have you any them fools? yes Sir!

You’re all flocking for sum foul language, eh?

Freaking, “Advanced Cryptography” !!!!!

I'm sure about this here and healthy, ultra-wealthy, too, now in the current time of The Superbowl being aired, but I refuse to watch it -- GO FOX NEWS! 100% VIEWER -- Timed and Designed (TD Bank millionaire all me!) much money belongs to AMERICA

"Jeffrey" reportedly gains access to Satoshi Nakamoto's e-mail, offers to reveal secrets for 25 BTC

Wired reports that the personal e-mail account of Satoshi Nakamoto , who is believed to be Bitcoin 's creator, was hacked.

Wired corresponded with a "Jeffrey" who said he took over Satoshi's e-mail address, satoshin@gmx.com. He told them he gained access because "the fool used a primary gmx under his full name and had aliases set up underneath it. He’s also alive."

Indeed, one of the many theories circulating today is that Nakamoto is dead, with the fate of his estimated stash of one million bitcoins unknown. Bitcoiners have been keeping an eye on his addresses, but thus far there has been no activity.

In a pastebin post, "A GUEST", possibly this Jeffrey, writes:

"Releasing the so called "gods" dox if my address hits 25 BTC.

And no, this is not a scam, you can see the below screenshots for proof of inbox ownership and a little teaser.

BTC: 19pta6x1hXzV9F5hHnhMARYbRjuxF6xbbV

Same one posted on p2pfoundation^

Teasers:

https://www.anonimg.com/img/09f6cc92952dc4d539b21cad8daa2adf.png

https://www.anonimg.com/img/045d00e4624fb3c3ffc7056af07317d0.pngSa"

Based on today's prices, 25 BTC is worth $11,750. In total, the address has received only 1.5 BTC, with most of it withdrawn.

Wired says that the gmx-based e-mail address may have led to other accounts of Nakamoto being hijacked. On the P2P foundation website, Satoshi's original Bitcoin announcement is responded to from his own account, with the following:

"Dear Satoshi. Your dox, passwords and IP addresses are being sold on the darknet. Apparently you didn't configure Tor properly and your IP leaked when you used your email account sometime in 2010. You are not safe. You need to get out of where you are as soon as possible before these people harm you. Thank you for inventing Bitcoin."

The provocative development has spawned numerous theories related to the reported hacking and the nature of Nakamoto. There are three theories as to how the address was reportedly taken over: Either Satoshi's account expired, or gmx.com was hacked- or just Satoshi's specific account.

Michael Marquardt, head administrator of the Bitcointalk.org discussion forum, said that Jeffrey sent him an excerpt from an e-mail he sent Nakamoto in March this year. With access to account content, it is unlikely that the account simply expired.

The latest saga also reignites curiosity as to Satoshi's true identity. In March, Newsweek sparked controversy when it claimed to have identified him as Dorian Nakamoto.

At the extreme, it's hard to disprove that Jeffrey isn't Satoshi Nakamoto himself and that he's been taking his Bitcoin followers for a ride for all these years. Unlikely, but anything's possible in a virtual world full of virtual identities.

MY GIFT TO THIS GREAT AMERICA, "REDUCE THE NATIONAL DEBT" AND "BUY CANADA" I swear on the Cross I am non-violent and I want to stay here at "Averte" in Bradford, Vermont, PLEASE!

I was anally raped immediately fighting the 200+ lbs. "Mr. John Deedy" off of me, drugged and raped one night in 2001 or 2002!

I was conned with no condom on and him an atrocity!

It was a long time ago, but it played a vital role in nearly ending my life in 2004 on November 2nd when I WAS "SET-UP" !!!!!

DAN, GIVE OUR GREAT AMERICA 100% OF THE TOTAL BITCOIN TO REDUCE THE NATIONAL DEBT!

I'd like to keep the billions or trillions of Alt. Coins, the many Stocks, and precious metals like gold and so much of other wealthy Investments many years ago!

Google my own special Google of my "JMRQ Heavy Industries" Jeffrey Marquis

 

Google MY: "JMRQ Heavy Industries"

What Who—crumbled “brown sugar” for JUNKIES at Midnight P.M. (POST MERRY, THEN SO, WHEN?)

Sitting in the shower-side and so fancy fine, found out about a healthy quotient of Neutrogena ASTRINGENT (strict valued “Gender” one or the other) according to Biological Genes”—the straddled and stuffed and puffing that unbeknownst to a HECK named Larry, and biting his nails because his back is so hairy and that’s scary, Like maybe 1 or 2 or 3 in what but others are a sum of who? Maybe a couple or some, or maybe a few, of that same old refrain and abstain the dance of the devices “sugar” booger hoodlum knows what goes—and come to the do and that little bit of not to Wake and “Bake”—per say but to much the flakes of frost called up quick, the Fruity Loops subsided, so bring out the Frosted Flakes, as delicious as $CAKE—you know, like “A Baker’s Dozen” being some-odd twelve eggs in a carton—known well and done to smithe the cigarettes in dark and grimly grimy smoke-shack kind of *PANKY WANKY* thanks to me and the Dr. Rothman I have no full-on PANIC ATTACKS!

Are you defended from the fright of a very bright light hitting you up-side the head like a crash in a car—REAR ENDED!

Once of Onyx cometh the splendor Saint Petersburg and cease, ex-nay the burger grease, thatta way, thatta boy, now be like your Daddy and give the STEP-MOM something sultry and buttery Like Lobster liquid in your navel—piercing Cracker Barrel restaurant, alas to pass the salt on sale at Zales, next-door to the Asian boys and girls—they’re painting nails and drilling them, trilling them, thrilling the wondrous window-shoppers SET AND FREE, and rapping along, ask “FIFTY”:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bFLow5StvvU