Chapter 33: White-Collar, Black Belt: White-Collar, Tight Dollar (You siphon money, now f****** share it)
Podience, legend maintains that Christ was 33 years of age when he died; Falsetto Prophet was 33 when he walked out of the fstars hospital, under his own godd*** power, on his birthday. That was my gift to myself, leaving the sterile hospital after a 43-day bedridden sentence. Mr. Prophet's wish was to see, taste, feel, and experience life in a new light, hence why I'm here and why I concoct these Chemohawk cocktails for you, Podience. I am not Christ, remember I'm a Falsetto Prophet, but I feel tantamount to a savior, of sorts, with these sessions meant to heal you and help you in your…
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