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Butchie sent us.

Well, shit. I was locked up a good while, right.

substandard living conditions."

First District Democratic Club.

A vote's a vote. And I never throw one back.

We got a lot more places to be today.

On this Sunday before the primary

And every one of you has proven time and again

send it over to the State's Attorney's office,

What'd I say about steppin' up?

Ain't no school today.

and with the prim--

Shove one of those into every hand you can.

I need some kind of mandate from that community.

Can that flier hurt you?

You're only taking three of my knuckleheads?

so I'll thank each of you individually.

Get me something at least.

Listen... I know...

People are gonna expect you to.

Called last overnight. Worden talked to him.

Get a little payback for all that shit they put you through.

I think your position on school-board reform

Maybe even 30, 'cause you know Clay ain't cheap.

What about your brother?

Like to meet him.

He made a point of it, in fact.

I know all about it already.

Paul and Monnel? And what were you doing?

tend to be from West Baltimore,

- Thank you. - lnteresting sermon.

- But if word got out-- - Understand.

I lay back and not do what I usually do on election day.

Sound like she got it all figured.

- Where to? - Highlandtown.

Child's shown such bad judgment in both instances.

Yo, Nay, can I have your Xbox?

I look forward to working with you, Mr. Mayor.

The slumlord once again walked free with a slap on the wrist

handin' out election fliers or whatever.

- What time you got? - 3:30.

He had to drag you out of the bar.

I'll bring 'em home and wash 'em.

I don't need an update every five minutes.

so there ain't no lies from here on in.

Sheee-it. I took it easy on you, son.

Congratulations, Mr. Mayor.