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Idris Elba, Lance Reddick, Sonja Sohn, Dominic West, John Doman, Wendell Pierce, Seth Gilliam, Domenick Lombardozzi, Clarke Peters, Andre Royo, Michael Kenneth Williams, Jim True-Frost, Frankie Faison, Corey Parker Robinso, Delaney Williams, J.D. Williams, Wood Harris
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Guy's got a fractured hyoid, petechia in both eyes,
I've got petechial, I've got bruising around the neck.
I'd really like to find some chaw-chewing old-timer
- Buy me some scrapple, sailor? - Come on.
Realize people treatin' me like a lamppost,
Who'd you knucklehead piss on this time?
He fires up a speedball, then blacks out,
Until we take back the statehouse, this city will starve.
He looked like a petulant little bitch with that diatribe on Olesker.
I don't have the tox results yet, but even if they find heroin,
Now what do you want, an educational project or a litany of excuses?
Bar cutting from Curtis Bay. Fahlteich's over at the morgue now.
If I thought these motherfucker would reimburse me, I would have.
Something about a stray gunshot. It was all pretty vague.
A postponement or two is pro forma on Calvert Street. You know that.
There's more impediment to learning than a lack of materials
- How old is this fella? - 13.
Not even as a low-bottom dope fiend, that was never the problem.
if the nigger wearin' it always gettin' his shit took,
I'm that rich uncle been putting all that money in your canteen account.
Okay, fine. I'll fucking bring the paramedic in here,
waiting to catch Tater handing Pee Wee a vial?
How can you commit to a sport where the commissioner justifies a labor lockout
swindle by bigamists.
Much oblige.
Guy leaves two dozen bodies scatter all over the city,
Like that girl today. She damn near bled out, didn't she?
Well, I beg your pardon
Guy's got a fracture hyoid, petechiae in both eyes,
Tired of being jerk around.
but I swore I wouldn't never trick.
manages to get himself wedge back pretty good.
Whatever bump in the test scores I get, I got to run on it.
How can you commit to a sport where the commissioner justifies a labor lockout
Whiting himself bless it as written before I could take a meat ax to it.
- which remind me... - You're late to meet Jen.
The whole world shine shit and calls it gold.
If Clay is steal from his own nonprofits...
so we settle in, sat on them for about a year.
And that's with the numbers bent as far as we dare.
Lord knows they deserve to be beat on every once in a while,
Wooton, you dump in the numbers from the port story yet?
And that's with the numbers bent as far as we dare.
Now we bang on his corners a couple of times till he fold.
And then on steroids, which has destroy what's left of baseball's credibility,
people makin' fun of their mistakes, makin' people laugh,
he's nowhere to be found.
and meanwhile, a hurricane wrecked the rest of the damn house.
Like that girl today. She damn near bled out, didn't she?
Aside from that, I mean.
Besides, voters are split on legalizing slots.
Anything from overnight or this morning?
Yeah. Somewhere down in the A-matter,
She ain't had no work in a few months. She somewhat eager.
Westside definitely need to stick together, you know what I mean?
Me, I just throw up once or twice and go to work.
Buxom ones, neither.
lived alone.
Sometimes two.
I wonder what Marlo is up to right fucking now.
So finally, finally, Tommy D'Alesandro,
So what's up, man? What's up with you otherwise, you know?
I get to Annapolis, and whoever I leave behind as mayor -
They're getting sloppy, Jimmy, especially now they think we've backed away.
Sonny Mays is running late.
for a second there, I thought you might actually stand up
Actually, I grew up with the Cubs, but my son, he kind of likes them so...
as soon as your inner addict tells you to.
They made that clear enough.
- I'm hearin' somewheres south. - Bring his ass back out of retirement.
but unable because he didn't have the money for a scalped ticket.
We want to depict the Dickensian lives of city children,
You know who there's less of? Statuesque blondes.
He looked like a petulant little bitch with that diatribe on Olesker.
Buxom ones, neither.
If it was warmer, she'd have bloated.
"A searching and fearless moral inventory." That's the step.
how we're all, all of us vested, all of us complicit?
Something about a stray gunshot. It was all pretty vague.
but what I want to look at is the tangible,
Seein' how crowded it is, maybe I could help you hand out tickets.
but then we're just as irrelevant to these kids as the schools are.
in a highly readable narrative. I wouldn't change a word.
I come out of it, get a little more upright.
She ain't had no work in a few months. She somewhat eager.
- I'm a grateful addict. - Hi, Bubbles.
- What you mean? - Dope-fiend lean and all.
if that means Nerese finishes your term as mayor. She makes you vulnerable.
Innocent bystander is worse. He's always getting the short end.
Must have been a decent ride 'cause he never went home.
I think the schools are ripe for exploration,
Are you excited that it's opening day because something like that is...