September 26, 2022 • 31 mins
Lenny attempts to deliver an inspiring speech at City Hall but things don’t go as planned. A potential love interest lures Shant’e out of her comfort zone.
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Speaker 1 (00:03):
Good evening Oakland residents. No, it's too formal, good evening
people of Oakland. Just no, I thought we agreed on
Oakland citizens citizens is too soft? Sit? Uh sins? Do
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you hear it? Hear it in your ear? These are
the first words I've said publicly since the bomb. I
can't sound soft. You say soft, I say vulnerable, exactly weak.
Don't get hung up over a word. They're overthinking. Just
stick to the script and the talking points. You'll be fine. Yeah,
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stick to the script and remember, don't get sidetracked. If
you feel yourself getting off course, you pause, think, pause, think,
then speak. Got it all right, let's go. Um is
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this he taken? No, it's it's open. I'm surprised. You
know you're pretty popular these days. May Or Lenny Amy
told me your approval ratings are through the roof. Um,
I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted. Are you nervous? Of
course not. I mean you shouldn't be. There's extra security here.
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I'm not worried about any of that. Where your legs
are shaking, it's from my injury doctor said, it's nothing.
It's totally normal. Okay, Well that is pretty impressive. You're
even here. I mean, three weeks isn't even long time
to recover mentally and physically. You must be super human,
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you think, I mean, Mayor Lenny. How many Oakland mayors
can say they've actually survived being bombed? None? Yeah, none.
I've actually looked it up exactly because you're a badass
and you got this, Lauren. I really like the way
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you think. How about I have you write my speeches.
I hold you to pay. All right, everybody, if I
could have your attention as we get this meeting started.
I'm Nick Jones, council Member at Large and Vice Mayor
of Oakland. Thank you thanks for your votes. First, I
want to thank you all for your attendance this evening
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for very special town hall meeting. This fucker wants my
job so bad. He's got nothing on you. You. You,
you the people, undeterred, unafraid. You said, known to terrorism,
know to fear, and tonight we want to hear your
voices here to answer your questions and put to rest
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any concerns you might have. Is Mayor Lenny Martelly. Oakland Cities.
Please join me and welcoming the mayor to this podium.
Good evening. Oakland Soldiers. First, and foremost, I want to say,
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I'm proud to be one of you. As most known.
Before I was mayor, I was a Lower Bottoms business owner,
and as I've always said, I stand for the people,
and when a coward comes and messes with my people,
I don't back down. I'll say more about this later,
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but first, right now, I want to open up this
forum to y'all. Okay, so, questions, comments, I want to
hear from you. Now that you're back, you plan on
finally doing something about the homeless camps popping up in
our neighborhoods Because I'm willing to bet that whoever tried
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to blow you up came from one of those tents.
It's only a matter of time before they strike again.
Thank you, Thank you for that question. It's a good question.
The tents, RVs and makeshift dwellings littering our city must go.
Law enforcement has provided me with disturbing statistics that show
more camps equals more crime. Maya Mark Telly from your talent,
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it seems like you're advocating for more law enforcement. Does
this mean you'll be supporting Doug Strathering is the new
police chief. Of course I support more law enforcements. I
was the victim of a violent crime. My bodyguard, Brandon,
was killed by anarchist. May he rest in Pete. We
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gotta be strong, tough, no more brand. It's not on
my watch. Hey cat good the police lashes, come down them, lady.
No talking at the turf, hey, plet sit your down
with all that bullshit. You don't speak ball. Let's see
that they're oppressing you. You're going against your own interests. President,
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don't you tell me about my interest I've been in
opening for over six decades, my whole life. I doesn't
see too many people killed on these streets. You won't
get rid of the police. I don't know where you live.
But that's not like la la la. Okay everyone please, okay,
let's just try to be civil here. Okay. We're a community.
Our city needs healing. We need to come together. Come on,
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come to me. We don't need to come together with
don't jenterfi y'all wants causing rid to rise anyhow. That's
about people desperate and murder each other. I'm on your side,
but it's the police that are killing people. Police create criminals,
which perpetuates poverty. Violence is an expression of poverty. They
don't care about you. They exist to protect capital. That's
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what you want me to join them? ANTIAU dahn, motherfucker.
You can't join Antie. It isn't even an organization. Okay, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
al right, I want everyone just can calmed down. Order.
This is not order, all right? Fuck? So much for
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the talking points. Amy, Can you come in my office
real quick? Just all my way out? What is it?
I probably need a press statement for tomorrow. Yeah, I know,
already working on one. Yeah, you're good. How's your nose?
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It's fine, not broken or anything? What? At night? For once,
it wasn't me that everyone was attacking rough night, indeed,
but you did well all things considered. Are you nuts?
There's a complete ship show. I saw a guy get
punched in the face with a foot regardless. Agen Evans
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is very satisfied. That's good. Right. What did you say?
How did you are you working with Chuck? Keep doing
as you're told and you just might survive this mayor
gig the treachery, I can't believe it. I'll see you
bright and early tomorrow. We'll go over that statement. Good night.
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You're supposed to be my assistant yeah, I need a taxi?
A said, there she is, Lauren. We meet again. What
are you doing here so late? I'm just waiting for
my right. I'm surprised your parents let you stay out
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on a weekday sometimes. What about you just waiting for
a cab? Cab? What you never heard of? Uber? Don't
do apps? That's definitely weird. Not weird. I'm just old school.
So I mean, aren't you worried about getting attacked? Why
don't you have a new bodyguard? I don't need one anymore.
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Are you sure about that? You know you ask a
lot of questions. You're not FBI, are you. I'm only
seventeen mayor Lenny Ship. That doesn't mean anything these days.
I can't trust anyone. For all I know, your name
isn't even Lauren. You know, it's quite funny you say
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that because I actually hey my name. Yeah. Well, I
don't blame you. It doesn't really suit you. It's too boring.
I guess you're saying you don't think I'm boring. I'll
take that as a compliment. Well, I owe you for that,
Pep talking there earlier. Even if things want south, big
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big understate. That's me across the street. Wow, it really
is a taxi. I mean it's yellow and everything. Yeah,
it smells like ship and the driver is cranky too.
I'll see you later. Hey, Laura, Lauren, where should she come?
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All right? Who's the girl you chatting up? Lauren? New intern?
Sweet girl? Careful? I mean she looks awfully young for
you to be so cozy with what we're Becca, you
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know we better in that. I'm not some perv. No,
I don't know you better than that, and it's not
your intentions I'm worried about anyway. I told you this
number was for emergencies only, so this is a better
being poor. Yeah. How's this for important? I've got an
asshole agent on my ass pressuring me to endorse this
other asshole as the new police chief. He's breathing down
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my neck, infiltrating my office and having his minions spy
on me. No, Rebecca, there's more. Let's not forget those
headlines blaming me for the Freedom House fire, inspiring fucking
nut jobs to blow me up, and to top it
all off, agent Chuck now has me doing his town
hall dirty work like I'm a fucking puppet, all because
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he wants to get to you. I hope this make
a load of bullshit that I have to put up
with is worth it to you and your stupid anarchist
club feel better? How he's feel better after a good
through into great So to answer your question, it's not me,
per se that he wants. It's what he knows. I know.
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Stop with the riddles. Okay, not tonight. Look just no,
you won't have to worry about Chuck much longer. He'll
be a non issue soon. How's that? Remember that dated
league last year to got to half the politicians in
the state, and that meta Cafe Douche revealing corruption and
cleaning house was just phase one. But we've got something
else in our back pocket that would take us into
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phase two. Your buddy Chuck is part of how it
all goes down. I can't tell you much more than that.
So he's trying to stop you. He's getting desperate because
he knows his turn, his next. This is a race,
Lenny sticks are high, and he's running out of time.
You know what they say about a cornered animal? Yeah,
will you lead this animal to us? All right? In
the meantime, you cannot appoint the author as police chief.
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I'll do what I can, but the council is expecting
his confirmation soon. They're literally phaming at the mount to
double police presence. Yeah, well, I don't blame them. Phase
two is where the ship really hits the fan for
the establishment. You want to stick it to the man
got you, So you're gonna tell me what old chucky
boy was up to that you don't know? Or come on,
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I want to know why that fucker is going down. No,
you've got a big mouth and I've already said too much.
Hey do you think that he's behind the pipe bomb
at the cafe? Who knows? All I can tell you
is get a new bodyguard and watch who you talk to,
because it's only a matter of time before someone tries
it again. The last bomb was a threat, but I
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guarantee you next time will be worse. Three weeks had
passed since Shante revealed that she had stopped taking her vitamins.
The side effects seemed harmless to her. In fact, for
the first time in a long while, she felt like herself.
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The defiant attitude that she'd always worn so well slowly returned.
Best of all, her newly acquired skills and training remained intact. Yes,
Shante felt better than ever, even if Irene disagreed. She
saw the girls flailing attention span and sassy quips as regression.
The repeated threats were made, Irene did not tell Valera
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up Chante's disobedience. She was unable to bring herself to
betray her young protege. Instead, she doubled down on the
effort to get her back in line. Born, it's time
to get up, Come on, let's go. It's about in
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the morning. That's right, you're a new week of time.
Let's go. Not only was Shawnte forced to rise from
bed at an ungodly hour, but her studies were tripled. Damn, Irene,
can I take a break at least? I can't look
at these books no more anymore. It looks like it's
time for you to brush up on your English grammar skills.
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All right, take out your language arts booklet and review
your double negatives. Next, the mifed teenager watched in horror
as her maid was dismissed and she herself was forced
into manual labor. How's it coming in here? I can't
believe you've got me in here scrubbing? Why not? It's
your bathroom you've been spoiled. When you're done in here,
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you can clean mine as well. These harsh methods only
proved to Chante that Irene was nothing more than a
slave driver. She felt her Moscow Madam was a faux
friend who took secret joy in making her suffer. For
what other purpose was she here but to spy, grovel,
and amuse. And so the stage had been adequately set
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for Chantey's rebellion. All the while, Chante's enemies lurked in
the shadows. Davon and Angela sat in their car watching
her comings and goings. After weeks of observing stoic Russian
men escorting her into luxury cars with tinted windows, they
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concluded she had found a new rich benefactor. No matter.
They'd wait for their opportunity to snatch her unawares. But
as Chante was always accompanied by others, opportunity never presented itself.
The plan was needed to get the girl alone. Angela, ever,
the shrewd matriarch divided the most cunning plot. Davon, get
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your cousin Abri on the phone, man, What I gotta
call him for? We need a pretty face to lure
that simple bitch out of the ship. This ain't gonna work,
my mom telling what you don't understand about these little
tramps is this No matter what you give them, They're
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not ever gonna be happy. Deep down. They all got
big plans and want to escape. Doesn't matter if it's
Buckingham Palace or under a freeway. All they need is
the right person to run away with. Understand no he now,
trust me, aby ain't as smooth, No way finesse her
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any other bits for that matter. Let me do it.
Let me now. Don't be mad. I love you, but
this is a job you can't do looking like that.
It was true Davon's nineteen year old cousin Avery It
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was an unusually handsome and charming man, the perfect bait.
Angela's instructions to him were simple. As Chante returned home
and exited her car, he'd stage or bumping with her covertly.
He'd pass for a note. From that point, Angela would
do the rest. Despite Davon's misgivings, the plan was executed
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with remarkable smoothness and finesse. Hey, what where you're going?
I'm so sorry, miss, Let me help you. I mean
I'm good now here dropped your back, She's fine, keep
it moving. When Chante was alone in her room, she
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opened her bag and found a crumpled piece of paper.
She unfolded him and read its contents. Despite Angela's feminine handwriting,
Chante was more focused on the words themselves. The sexiest,
baddest bitch in the city. I see you every day
and wonder why you look so sad. I want to
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get to know you better made me tonight at eleven
on the corner of Franklin and Poe. It was the
single most romantic gesture Chante had ever been the recipient
of her never mind the fact that it was from
a complete stranger whose name and motives were a mystery.
In fact, the mystery intrigued her. Angela was right. The
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lure of a prince charming was too much for our
would be princess to resist. Chante's heart fluttered as she
thought of the possibilities, and she was determined to meet
this young man. The only thing to decide was the
manner in which she would escape. Getting out of here
It's going to be hard is hell. Having never attempted
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escape before, it would be easy to avoid suspicion if
you know something I do. Don't go ahead and just
say it now. The great intellect and frowning father Benjamin
Franklin once said, early to bed and early to rise
makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Irene, ever, the
mocker of decency and tradition, often repeated her own bastardized
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version to Chante, early tibet and early to rise makes
us girls. It's a beautiful, youthful spies. Irene's vain adherence
to an early bedtime guaranteed she'd be fast asleep. Yeah,
but the security, what about them? You know they don't sleep.
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Security would not be easily avoided. No matter. Chante had
a drawer full of rejected green pills. She could prepare
a special cocktail for her protectors to thank them for
their dedicated service. I'm not trying to kill nobody. Valier
would totally hunt my ass down. The pills were harmless vitamins,
and she'd been told so often there could be no
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real danger in giving them to large men. Perhaps it
would even do them some good. Wait a minute, now,
that's a good point there. You know, I must see
what I can cook up employing the methods of trickery
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and charm that she had been taught so well, her
escape was seamless. Unbeknownst to our impulsive dreamer, there'd be
no handsome young man in her future. Angela and Davon
were salivating at the thought of getting their vengeful hands
on her. From their car at the corner of Franklin
and Pine, they watched as she arrived right on time.
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She really had tom, has you got the room? They
were so very close to capturing their prize. Just as
Chante prepared to turn into Pine Street. Just as Chante
prepared to turn onto Pine Street, the collar of her
shirt was yanking so hard she nearly lost her balance.
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It was Irene, and she was furious. But at least
Chante had been spared from the hateful mother's son duo,
who could only watch as Irene dragged the girl back
into the building. Get off of me. I'm sick of
the place. You can't keep me trapped up there forever,
get back upstairs. Now, Alias Seanta had circumvented her fate
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once again. Despite the temporary setback, our favorite scheming scoundrels
plotted a new course of action. Man, we almost had it.
I saw right side. We ought to snatch both of
their asses. I just saw the white bitch. She don't
want to send me on motherfucker fire in the first
place she was. I looked like this, Mama, this isn't
exactly the situation I thought it. Boys, sure the funk ain't.
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So what's next. I don't think we're going there, Graham,
that's it done complete, No, No, don't go on. This
is not what we're gonna do. We've got to be
smarter than that. And I think there's a better way
we can make them pay back. Upstairs, in the condo,
Irene swung open the hallway closet, a disturbing site was revealed.
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Three security guards huddled together. Their eyes were wide and
blank as they mumbled in coherence. Look what you did
to my uncle's men? What did you give them? Just
the green pills? I mean you told me they were vitamins.
I thought it would just knock them out. How am
I supposed to know that this would happen? That's exactly right,
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You had no idea what would happen? So why the
funk would you give it to them? Damn well, what
are we supposed to do? Now? We you mean me?
You're my responsibility. Unfortunately that means your errors are mine,
and since you have proven yourself to be nothing but
a selfish little girl, you will do nothing but go
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to bed now. Chantey had never seen this side of
I Ring before. She felt terrible, even though she didn't
regret her actions. It was not her intention to cause
so much drama. In bed, she closed her eyes and
fell asleep, but her sleep was terrorized by nightmares of
the Freedom House fire. She saw Davon's face engulfed in flames.
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His bloody, burned hands reached out and grabbed her by
the neck, choking her. Shunted, woke up in a sweat,
her body burned as if the flames had been real.
The next morning, she was still shaken by the awful dreams.
She expected to face more of Irene's wrath, but I
was surprised to find her in a very good mood.
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This word her had Irene finally cracked. Good morning, Come
have a seat at the table. I made pancakes. Pancakes,
and those aren't healthy, No, they're definitely not. But today
is a special day and we're going on a special trip.
So what better way to begin than with a special breakfast?
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In what kind of trip are we taking. Irene wouldn't
say where they were going. She just smiled, insisting that
it was a surprise. Chante felt uneasy at she told
Valera what happened? Were they planning to get rid of her? However,
as she soon learned, there was nothing to fear. You
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want her to get out more? Well, here you are,
isn't the fresh air grade? Well? I damn sure, wasn't
talking about a boat to fucking Alcatrez. I mean, you
got me going from one prison to another. Well, I've
never found I have third great field trip and it
was fucking lane. Do you have to find the negative
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in everything, Chante, I'm trying. Ah. Irene was right. Even
though she had ruined Shanty's rendezvous with Prince Charming, at
least she was starting to see her point of view.
Chante had to give her credit for that. They sat
on the top deck of the ferry boat. It was
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windy and Chante was cold. Irene didn't seem to mind
the breeze. It's a beautiful day, isn't it. Yeah? Ay,
but what happened with the guards? Don't worry about it.
Just enjoy this little slice of freedom. I'm not gonna
lie I had a mess up dream last night about Davon.
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He was at the Freedom House trying to kill me. Man,
it just felt as really as it did in real life.
Makes sense? What do you mean by then? For one,
we know Divon somehow got out of there that night,
or maybe someone moved his body. We don't know, so
there's no closure. Another reason, last night you almost repeated
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the same mistake you made with him with some other guy.
How do you know about that? I woke up to
the sound of the security guards in the closet. Of course,
I went into your room to find you. You weren't there.
Then I read the crumbled letter. He was quite the Romeo.
He wasn't like Devon. Trust me, and let me tell
you something. This dude was so fine. That's not the point.
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Why did you think it was safe to run off
with some random dude? Haven't you learned your lesson by now?
Like I said, he wasn't like Davon, okay, and I
wasn't going to run off with him. We were just
going to talk. Understand this. The people you encounter in
life will be the tools of the patriarchy. The patriarchy
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not that again, Yes, and they'll try to stop you
from reaching your potential. They won't even know that they're
doing it. I'm trying to help you survive. Don't trust anyone,
not strangers, not the voice in your head, no one,
no one excepts you accept me. Well that's pretty fucking conveyed.
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Inside Alcatraz, Irene and Chante opted for self guided tool
of the old prison. They looked at cheesy props set
up in the old cell blocks and laughed at the
flimsy replicas of early twentieth century furniture. There were a
few tidbits of trivia to find interesting, but after about
fifteen minutes, Irene admitted that it was kind of anticlematic.
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It was all too clean. She had been expecting a
more authentic experience. Shanty didn't hesitate to gloat that she
had been right. See I told you so. They probably
won't even let us go up the stairs, probably where
they keeping all of the good ship. Hey, there was
a lighthouse outside that looks kind of cool. We should
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go check it out. Truthfully, Shanty was bored to tears
and wanted to leave, but she since that Irene needed
an outing just as much as she did. Then something
dawned upon her Irene was also trapped. They were in
this together. She wanted to trust you, but there was
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so much information that Irene was withholding information. Shanta needed
to know if they were going to move forward. When
they were at the top of the lighthouse, she decided
to ask Irena question, be real with me. Why do
y'all have me spying on this mayor Lenny do? He
seems like a decent guy, you know, why to gather
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and tell? Yeah, but why that's Uncle Volet's business. Of
course it is, But what's his business exactly? It's better
if you didn't know. You know, I'm sick of being
in the dark. Okay, the dude in my head says,
I'm having some existential crisis and if you don't tell
me what's really going on, I'm going to keep running away.
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You want to be trusted, how about you start being trustworthy?
Like you're the one to talk. But you had tendered
for identities since I met you. We're not having this
conversation right now. I'm gonna go to the bathroom. When
I get back, I'll expect you to have dropped the
ungrateful bra attitude. Irene left for the restroom located on
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the ground floor of the lighthouse. For ten minutes, Shanty
stood looking over the bay. It was quiet, peaceful, not
another soul in view. Then another ten minutes went by
and Irene had and returned. Sante felt uneasy, so she
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went down the steps to the bathroom. She opened the
door and her stomach dropped. The scene was shocking. Dave
on her old pimp stood over Irene's unmoving body. He
was disfigured, almost beyond recognition, yet smiling from ear to ear.
Shards of glass scattered all around him, clear signs of
a struggle. What the fun are you still doing? A line?
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Took you long enough, bitch, your girl hat here put
up a fight I could have missed. You wore me out, though.
What what did you do to her? Don't worry, she's
not dead yet. Look a little surprised to see me now.
I know you didn't think that you were gonna do
this to my boy and get away with it. Well,
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that's his own fault. You should have told him to
keep his damn handsome itself. Matter of fact, I should
sit here and what both of y'all as Believe me,
I would have been happy to kill your ass. But
after seeing how you beaches are living. We know someone
somewhere I gotta get some motherfucking money. Oh you've been
sucking me hunt, Well, guess what you're wasting your time
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because that's her uncle's money. That means we don't have
any It's hold on, Do I look stupid to you?
I ain't nobody gonna give you two dumb bras no
motherfucking money. I know that for a fact your friend
has been injected with a little cologna him. She's not
dead right now, but if you don't listen to what
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I gotta say, ever see her alive again. Tell this
uncle he won't be getting his niece back, not until
I see one cash. Y'all ain't ship compared to him.
Y'all don't know who you're fucking win. This man is
not the one to play with. If that's the motherfucking case,
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then it's good with me. If we kill both of you,
that's called a win win situation. Sounds like you got
some ship to figure out. Poor Jeante, you are in
quite the predicament, and the myriad of problems that lie
ahead can only be blamed upon one person. You
Good evening Oakland residents. No, it's too formal, good evening
people of Oakland. Just no, I thought we agreed on
Oakland citizens citizens is too soft? Sit? Uh sins? Do
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you hear it? Hear it in your ear? These are
the first words I've said publicly since the bomb. I
can't sound soft. You say soft, I say vulnerable, exactly weak.
Don't get hung up over a word. They're overthinking. Just
stick to the script and the talking points. You'll be fine. Yeah,
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stick to the script and remember, don't get sidetracked. If
you feel yourself getting off course, you pause, think, pause, think,
then speak. Got it all right, let's go. Um is
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this he taken? No, it's it's open. I'm surprised. You
know you're pretty popular these days. May Or Lenny Amy
told me your approval ratings are through the roof. Um,
I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted. Are you nervous? Of
course not. I mean you shouldn't be. There's extra security here.
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I'm not worried about any of that. Where your legs
are shaking, it's from my injury doctor said, it's nothing.
It's totally normal. Okay, Well that is pretty impressive. You're
even here. I mean, three weeks isn't even long time
to recover mentally and physically. You must be super human,
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you think, I mean, Mayor Lenny. How many Oakland mayors
can say they've actually survived being bombed? None? Yeah, none.
I've actually looked it up exactly because you're a badass
and you got this, Lauren. I really like the way
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you think. How about I have you write my speeches.
I hold you to pay. All right, everybody, if I
could have your attention as we get this meeting started.
I'm Nick Jones, council Member at Large and Vice Mayor
of Oakland. Thank you thanks for your votes. First, I
want to thank you all for your attendance this evening
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for very special town hall meeting. This fucker wants my
job so bad. He's got nothing on you. You. You,
you the people, undeterred, unafraid. You said, known to terrorism,
know to fear, and tonight we want to hear your
voices here to answer your questions and put to rest
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any concerns you might have. Is Mayor Lenny Martelly. Oakland Cities.
Please join me and welcoming the mayor to this podium.
Good evening. Oakland Soldiers. First, and foremost, I want to say,
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I'm proud to be one of you. As most known.
Before I was mayor, I was a Lower Bottoms business owner,
and as I've always said, I stand for the people,
and when a coward comes and messes with my people,
I don't back down. I'll say more about this later,
(03:53):
but first, right now, I want to open up this
forum to y'all. Okay, so, questions, comments, I want to
hear from you. Now that you're back, you plan on
finally doing something about the homeless camps popping up in
our neighborhoods Because I'm willing to bet that whoever tried
(04:13):
to blow you up came from one of those tents.
It's only a matter of time before they strike again.
Thank you, Thank you for that question. It's a good question.
The tents, RVs and makeshift dwellings littering our city must go.
Law enforcement has provided me with disturbing statistics that show
more camps equals more crime. Maya Mark Telly from your talent,
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it seems like you're advocating for more law enforcement. Does
this mean you'll be supporting Doug Strathering is the new
police chief. Of course I support more law enforcements. I
was the victim of a violent crime. My bodyguard, Brandon,
was killed by anarchist. May he rest in Pete. We
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gotta be strong, tough, no more brand. It's not on
my watch. Hey cat good the police lashes, come down them, lady.
No talking at the turf, hey, plet sit your down
with all that bullshit. You don't speak ball. Let's see
that they're oppressing you. You're going against your own interests. President,
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don't you tell me about my interest I've been in
opening for over six decades, my whole life. I doesn't
see too many people killed on these streets. You won't
get rid of the police. I don't know where you live.
But that's not like la la la. Okay everyone please, okay,
let's just try to be civil here. Okay. We're a community.
Our city needs healing. We need to come together. Come on,
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come to me. We don't need to come together with
don't jenterfi y'all wants causing rid to rise anyhow. That's
about people desperate and murder each other. I'm on your side,
but it's the police that are killing people. Police create criminals,
which perpetuates poverty. Violence is an expression of poverty. They
don't care about you. They exist to protect capital. That's
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what you want me to join them? ANTIAU dahn, motherfucker.
You can't join Antie. It isn't even an organization. Okay, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
al right, I want everyone just can calmed down. Order.
This is not order, all right? Fuck? So much for
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the talking points. Amy, Can you come in my office
real quick? Just all my way out? What is it?
I probably need a press statement for tomorrow. Yeah, I know,
already working on one. Yeah, you're good. How's your nose?
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It's fine, not broken or anything? What? At night? For once,
it wasn't me that everyone was attacking rough night, indeed,
but you did well all things considered. Are you nuts?
There's a complete ship show. I saw a guy get
punched in the face with a foot regardless. Agen Evans
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is very satisfied. That's good. Right. What did you say?
How did you are you working with Chuck? Keep doing
as you're told and you just might survive this mayor
gig the treachery, I can't believe it. I'll see you
bright and early tomorrow. We'll go over that statement. Good night.
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You're supposed to be my assistant yeah, I need a taxi?
A said, there she is, Lauren. We meet again. What
are you doing here so late? I'm just waiting for
my right. I'm surprised your parents let you stay out
(07:54):
on a weekday sometimes. What about you just waiting for
a cab? Cab? What you never heard of? Uber? Don't
do apps? That's definitely weird. Not weird. I'm just old school.
So I mean, aren't you worried about getting attacked? Why
don't you have a new bodyguard? I don't need one anymore.
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Are you sure about that? You know you ask a
lot of questions. You're not FBI, are you. I'm only
seventeen mayor Lenny Ship. That doesn't mean anything these days.
I can't trust anyone. For all I know, your name
isn't even Lauren. You know, it's quite funny you say
(08:38):
that because I actually hey my name. Yeah. Well, I
don't blame you. It doesn't really suit you. It's too boring.
I guess you're saying you don't think I'm boring. I'll
take that as a compliment. Well, I owe you for that,
Pep talking there earlier. Even if things want south, big
(09:01):
big understate. That's me across the street. Wow, it really
is a taxi. I mean it's yellow and everything. Yeah,
it smells like ship and the driver is cranky too.
I'll see you later. Hey, Laura, Lauren, where should she come?
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All right? Who's the girl you chatting up? Lauren? New intern?
Sweet girl? Careful? I mean she looks awfully young for
you to be so cozy with what we're Becca, you
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know we better in that. I'm not some perv. No,
I don't know you better than that, and it's not
your intentions I'm worried about anyway. I told you this
number was for emergencies only, so this is a better
being poor. Yeah. How's this for important? I've got an
asshole agent on my ass pressuring me to endorse this
other asshole as the new police chief. He's breathing down
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my neck, infiltrating my office and having his minions spy
on me. No, Rebecca, there's more. Let's not forget those
headlines blaming me for the Freedom House fire, inspiring fucking
nut jobs to blow me up, and to top it
all off, agent Chuck now has me doing his town
hall dirty work like I'm a fucking puppet, all because
(10:32):
he wants to get to you. I hope this make
a load of bullshit that I have to put up
with is worth it to you and your stupid anarchist
club feel better? How he's feel better after a good
through into great So to answer your question, it's not me,
per se that he wants. It's what he knows. I know.
(10:53):
Stop with the riddles. Okay, not tonight. Look just no,
you won't have to worry about Chuck much longer. He'll
be a non issue soon. How's that? Remember that dated
league last year to got to half the politicians in
the state, and that meta Cafe Douche revealing corruption and
cleaning house was just phase one. But we've got something
else in our back pocket that would take us into
(11:15):
phase two. Your buddy Chuck is part of how it
all goes down. I can't tell you much more than that.
So he's trying to stop you. He's getting desperate because
he knows his turn, his next. This is a race,
Lenny sticks are high, and he's running out of time.
You know what they say about a cornered animal? Yeah,
will you lead this animal to us? All right? In
the meantime, you cannot appoint the author as police chief.
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I'll do what I can, but the council is expecting
his confirmation soon. They're literally phaming at the mount to
double police presence. Yeah, well, I don't blame them. Phase
two is where the ship really hits the fan for
the establishment. You want to stick it to the man
got you, So you're gonna tell me what old chucky
boy was up to that you don't know? Or come on,
(12:01):
I want to know why that fucker is going down. No,
you've got a big mouth and I've already said too much.
Hey do you think that he's behind the pipe bomb
at the cafe? Who knows? All I can tell you
is get a new bodyguard and watch who you talk to,
because it's only a matter of time before someone tries
it again. The last bomb was a threat, but I
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guarantee you next time will be worse. Three weeks had
passed since Shante revealed that she had stopped taking her vitamins.
The side effects seemed harmless to her. In fact, for
the first time in a long while, she felt like herself.
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The defiant attitude that she'd always worn so well slowly returned.
Best of all, her newly acquired skills and training remained intact. Yes,
Shante felt better than ever, even if Irene disagreed. She
saw the girls flailing attention span and sassy quips as regression.
The repeated threats were made, Irene did not tell Valera
(13:08):
up Chante's disobedience. She was unable to bring herself to
betray her young protege. Instead, she doubled down on the
effort to get her back in line. Born, it's time
to get up, Come on, let's go. It's about in
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the morning. That's right, you're a new week of time.
Let's go. Not only was Shawnte forced to rise from
bed at an ungodly hour, but her studies were tripled. Damn, Irene,
can I take a break at least? I can't look
at these books no more anymore. It looks like it's
time for you to brush up on your English grammar skills.
(13:53):
All right, take out your language arts booklet and review
your double negatives. Next, the mifed teenager watched in horror
as her maid was dismissed and she herself was forced
into manual labor. How's it coming in here? I can't
believe you've got me in here scrubbing? Why not? It's
your bathroom you've been spoiled. When you're done in here,
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you can clean mine as well. These harsh methods only
proved to Chante that Irene was nothing more than a
slave driver. She felt her Moscow Madam was a faux
friend who took secret joy in making her suffer. For
what other purpose was she here but to spy, grovel,
and amuse. And so the stage had been adequately set
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for Chantey's rebellion. All the while, Chante's enemies lurked in
the shadows. Davon and Angela sat in their car watching
her comings and goings. After weeks of observing stoic Russian
men escorting her into luxury cars with tinted windows, they
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concluded she had found a new rich benefactor. No matter.
They'd wait for their opportunity to snatch her unawares. But
as Chante was always accompanied by others, opportunity never presented itself.
The plan was needed to get the girl alone. Angela, ever,
the shrewd matriarch divided the most cunning plot. Davon, get
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your cousin Abri on the phone, man, What I gotta
call him for? We need a pretty face to lure
that simple bitch out of the ship. This ain't gonna work,
my mom telling what you don't understand about these little
tramps is this No matter what you give them, They're
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not ever gonna be happy. Deep down. They all got
big plans and want to escape. Doesn't matter if it's
Buckingham Palace or under a freeway. All they need is
the right person to run away with. Understand no he now,
trust me, aby ain't as smooth, No way finesse her
(16:10):
any other bits for that matter. Let me do it.
Let me now. Don't be mad. I love you, but
this is a job you can't do looking like that.
It was true Davon's nineteen year old cousin Avery It
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was an unusually handsome and charming man, the perfect bait.
Angela's instructions to him were simple. As Chante returned home
and exited her car, he'd stage or bumping with her covertly.
He'd pass for a note. From that point, Angela would
do the rest. Despite Davon's misgivings, the plan was executed
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with remarkable smoothness and finesse. Hey, what where you're going?
I'm so sorry, miss, Let me help you. I mean
I'm good now here dropped your back, She's fine, keep
it moving. When Chante was alone in her room, she
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opened her bag and found a crumpled piece of paper.
She unfolded him and read its contents. Despite Angela's feminine handwriting,
Chante was more focused on the words themselves. The sexiest,
baddest bitch in the city. I see you every day
and wonder why you look so sad. I want to
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get to know you better made me tonight at eleven
on the corner of Franklin and Poe. It was the
single most romantic gesture Chante had ever been the recipient
of her never mind the fact that it was from
a complete stranger whose name and motives were a mystery.
In fact, the mystery intrigued her. Angela was right. The
(18:04):
lure of a prince charming was too much for our
would be princess to resist. Chante's heart fluttered as she
thought of the possibilities, and she was determined to meet
this young man. The only thing to decide was the
manner in which she would escape. Getting out of here
It's going to be hard is hell. Having never attempted
(18:27):
escape before, it would be easy to avoid suspicion if
you know something I do. Don't go ahead and just
say it now. The great intellect and frowning father Benjamin
Franklin once said, early to bed and early to rise
makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Irene, ever, the
mocker of decency and tradition, often repeated her own bastardized
(18:51):
version to Chante, early tibet and early to rise makes
us girls. It's a beautiful, youthful spies. Irene's vain adherence
to an early bedtime guaranteed she'd be fast asleep. Yeah,
but the security, what about them? You know they don't sleep.
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Security would not be easily avoided. No matter. Chante had
a drawer full of rejected green pills. She could prepare
a special cocktail for her protectors to thank them for
their dedicated service. I'm not trying to kill nobody. Valier
would totally hunt my ass down. The pills were harmless vitamins,
and she'd been told so often there could be no
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real danger in giving them to large men. Perhaps it
would even do them some good. Wait a minute, now,
that's a good point there. You know, I must see
what I can cook up employing the methods of trickery
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and charm that she had been taught so well, her
escape was seamless. Unbeknownst to our impulsive dreamer, there'd be
no handsome young man in her future. Angela and Davon
were salivating at the thought of getting their vengeful hands
on her. From their car at the corner of Franklin
and Pine, they watched as she arrived right on time.
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She really had tom, has you got the room? They
were so very close to capturing their prize. Just as
Chante prepared to turn into Pine Street. Just as Chante
prepared to turn onto Pine Street, the collar of her
shirt was yanking so hard she nearly lost her balance.
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It was Irene, and she was furious. But at least
Chante had been spared from the hateful mother's son duo,
who could only watch as Irene dragged the girl back
into the building. Get off of me. I'm sick of
the place. You can't keep me trapped up there forever,
get back upstairs. Now, Alias Seanta had circumvented her fate
(21:08):
once again. Despite the temporary setback, our favorite scheming scoundrels
plotted a new course of action. Man, we almost had it.
I saw right side. We ought to snatch both of
their asses. I just saw the white bitch. She don't
want to send me on motherfucker fire in the first
place she was. I looked like this, Mama, this isn't
exactly the situation I thought it. Boys, sure the funk ain't.
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So what's next. I don't think we're going there, Graham,
that's it done complete, No, No, don't go on. This
is not what we're gonna do. We've got to be
smarter than that. And I think there's a better way
we can make them pay back. Upstairs, in the condo,
Irene swung open the hallway closet, a disturbing site was revealed.
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Three security guards huddled together. Their eyes were wide and
blank as they mumbled in coherence. Look what you did
to my uncle's men? What did you give them? Just
the green pills? I mean you told me they were vitamins.
I thought it would just knock them out. How am
I supposed to know that this would happen? That's exactly right,
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You had no idea what would happen? So why the
funk would you give it to them? Damn well, what
are we supposed to do? Now? We you mean me?
You're my responsibility. Unfortunately that means your errors are mine,
and since you have proven yourself to be nothing but
a selfish little girl, you will do nothing but go
(22:35):
to bed now. Chantey had never seen this side of
I Ring before. She felt terrible, even though she didn't
regret her actions. It was not her intention to cause
so much drama. In bed, she closed her eyes and
fell asleep, but her sleep was terrorized by nightmares of
the Freedom House fire. She saw Davon's face engulfed in flames.
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His bloody, burned hands reached out and grabbed her by
the neck, choking her. Shunted, woke up in a sweat,
her body burned as if the flames had been real.
The next morning, she was still shaken by the awful dreams.
She expected to face more of Irene's wrath, but I
was surprised to find her in a very good mood.
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This word her had Irene finally cracked. Good morning, Come
have a seat at the table. I made pancakes. Pancakes,
and those aren't healthy, No, they're definitely not. But today
is a special day and we're going on a special trip.
So what better way to begin than with a special breakfast?
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In what kind of trip are we taking. Irene wouldn't
say where they were going. She just smiled, insisting that
it was a surprise. Chante felt uneasy at she told
Valera what happened? Were they planning to get rid of her? However,
as she soon learned, there was nothing to fear. You
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want her to get out more? Well, here you are,
isn't the fresh air grade? Well? I damn sure, wasn't
talking about a boat to fucking Alcatrez. I mean, you
got me going from one prison to another. Well, I've
never found I have third great field trip and it
was fucking lane. Do you have to find the negative
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in everything, Chante, I'm trying. Ah. Irene was right. Even
though she had ruined Shanty's rendezvous with Prince Charming, at
least she was starting to see her point of view.
Chante had to give her credit for that. They sat
on the top deck of the ferry boat. It was
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windy and Chante was cold. Irene didn't seem to mind
the breeze. It's a beautiful day, isn't it. Yeah? Ay,
but what happened with the guards? Don't worry about it.
Just enjoy this little slice of freedom. I'm not gonna
lie I had a mess up dream last night about Davon.
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He was at the Freedom House trying to kill me. Man,
it just felt as really as it did in real life.
Makes sense? What do you mean by then? For one,
we know Divon somehow got out of there that night,
or maybe someone moved his body. We don't know, so
there's no closure. Another reason, last night you almost repeated
(25:43):
the same mistake you made with him with some other guy.
How do you know about that? I woke up to
the sound of the security guards in the closet. Of course,
I went into your room to find you. You weren't there.
Then I read the crumbled letter. He was quite the Romeo.
He wasn't like Devon. Trust me, and let me tell
you something. This dude was so fine. That's not the point.
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Why did you think it was safe to run off
with some random dude? Haven't you learned your lesson by now?
Like I said, he wasn't like Davon, okay, and I
wasn't going to run off with him. We were just
going to talk. Understand this. The people you encounter in
life will be the tools of the patriarchy. The patriarchy
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not that again, Yes, and they'll try to stop you
from reaching your potential. They won't even know that they're
doing it. I'm trying to help you survive. Don't trust anyone,
not strangers, not the voice in your head, no one,
no one excepts you accept me. Well that's pretty fucking conveyed.
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Inside Alcatraz, Irene and Chante opted for self guided tool
of the old prison. They looked at cheesy props set
up in the old cell blocks and laughed at the
flimsy replicas of early twentieth century furniture. There were a
few tidbits of trivia to find interesting, but after about
fifteen minutes, Irene admitted that it was kind of anticlematic.
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It was all too clean. She had been expecting a
more authentic experience. Shanty didn't hesitate to gloat that she
had been right. See I told you so. They probably
won't even let us go up the stairs, probably where
they keeping all of the good ship. Hey, there was
a lighthouse outside that looks kind of cool. We should
(27:42):
go check it out. Truthfully, Shanty was bored to tears
and wanted to leave, but she since that Irene needed
an outing just as much as she did. Then something
dawned upon her Irene was also trapped. They were in
this together. She wanted to trust you, but there was
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so much information that Irene was withholding information. Shanta needed
to know if they were going to move forward. When
they were at the top of the lighthouse, she decided
to ask Irena question, be real with me. Why do
y'all have me spying on this mayor Lenny do? He
seems like a decent guy, you know, why to gather
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and tell? Yeah, but why that's Uncle Volet's business. Of
course it is, But what's his business exactly? It's better
if you didn't know. You know, I'm sick of being
in the dark. Okay, the dude in my head says,
I'm having some existential crisis and if you don't tell
me what's really going on, I'm going to keep running away.
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You want to be trusted, how about you start being trustworthy?
Like you're the one to talk. But you had tendered
for identities since I met you. We're not having this
conversation right now. I'm gonna go to the bathroom. When
I get back, I'll expect you to have dropped the
ungrateful bra attitude. Irene left for the restroom located on
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the ground floor of the lighthouse. For ten minutes, Shanty
stood looking over the bay. It was quiet, peaceful, not
another soul in view. Then another ten minutes went by
and Irene had and returned. Sante felt uneasy, so she
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went down the steps to the bathroom. She opened the
door and her stomach dropped. The scene was shocking. Dave
on her old pimp stood over Irene's unmoving body. He
was disfigured, almost beyond recognition, yet smiling from ear to ear.
Shards of glass scattered all around him, clear signs of
a struggle. What the fun are you still doing? A line?
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Took you long enough, bitch, your girl hat here put
up a fight I could have missed. You wore me out, though.
What what did you do to her? Don't worry, she's
not dead yet. Look a little surprised to see me now.
I know you didn't think that you were gonna do
this to my boy and get away with it. Well,
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that's his own fault. You should have told him to
keep his damn handsome itself. Matter of fact, I should
sit here and what both of y'all as Believe me,
I would have been happy to kill your ass. But
after seeing how you beaches are living. We know someone
somewhere I gotta get some motherfucking money. Oh you've been
sucking me hunt, Well, guess what you're wasting your time
(30:36):
because that's her uncle's money. That means we don't have
any It's hold on, Do I look stupid to you?
I ain't nobody gonna give you two dumb bras no
motherfucking money. I know that for a fact your friend
has been injected with a little cologna him. She's not
dead right now, but if you don't listen to what
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I gotta say, ever see her alive again. Tell this
uncle he won't be getting his niece back, not until
I see one cash. Y'all ain't ship compared to him.
Y'all don't know who you're fucking win. This man is
not the one to play with. If that's the motherfucking case,
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then it's good with me. If we kill both of you,
that's called a win win situation. Sounds like you got
some ship to figure out. Poor Jeante, you are in
quite the predicament, and the myriad of problems that lie
ahead can only be blamed upon one person. You
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