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Paul is from Chicago originally. He spotted Burge talking with Trump at the Greek's on Pleasant Avenue. Burge is the fucker who put him in the warehouse after kicking him square in the nuts, laughing as Paul writhed with pain on the floor. He couldn't make a phone call and his people had no idea where he was.

 

Next time he sees Donald he gives him a proposition. An offer he won't refuse. "I got a bone to pick with that narc you keep meeting with, the cop from Chicago."

"Narc? Cop from Chicago?"

"Yeah that fat fuck."

"What's that got to do with me?" Trump is mentally kicking himself in the ass for dealing with the fucker.

"If you want an easy grand, it's got everything to do with you."

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   "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been more years since my last confession than an eternity. Truly Father, this is my first confession. This is the confession of a man who's never done good. 

   "I have violated each and every one of your commandments numerous times. Today I murdered Jon Burge, another sinner, before he could confess and repent.

   "My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart. In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good, I have sinned against You whom I should love above all things, I firmly intend, with Your help, to do penance, to sin no more, and to avoid whatever leads me to sin." - Executive Assistant Pimp Paul Dudley.

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