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I guess it's no longer 'the people's house.' The 'people' rot in a DC jails with no trial nor bail. I have never been to the Capital, won't go now, like I never visited the Tower of London with its crown jewels and dungeons. They say that if the jet black ravens ever leave that place the kingdom will crumble. Here in the 'Land of the Free' I keep a watch over the Lincoln Memorial, imagining the pidgins turning jet black and leaving forever.

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