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You killed an elected official?
Who elected him?
You don't know what you've done to yourself.
I know your works
You're neither cold nor hot
So because you are lukewarm, I will spew you out of my mouth
You can build your
filthy world without me
I took the father,
now I'll take the son. You tell young Vallon.
I'm going to paint Paradise Square with his blood
Two coats
I'll festoon my bedchamber with his guts, As for you, Mr. Tammany *** Hall,
you come down to the Points again
and you'll be dispatched by mine own hand.
Now get back to your celebration and let me eat in peace.
I paid you fair.