Iím lying on my bed staring at the stack of money on the nightstand.  Iím not too proud of all the things I had to do to get it, but I think itís enough to get out of this city.  So now the questions are (a) do I really want to leave & (b) can I trust the people who say they can get me out?  It was a lot simpler to know what I wanted before I had enough money to do anything about it.

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