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Pete
“Who am I? For the love of all that’s holy, I wish you had figured it out already, Pete. I really thought you were smarter than that, you dumb ass. But honestly, this is just proving to me that you are as out of touch and self-involved as I had always suspected. You probably can’t see any further than your own d**k unless there’s some p***y standing right in front of you.”
“Jesus mother-f*****g Christ, Penny! What the hell are you talking about?” She had rushed into my office like a bat out of hell and I had no idea what she was going on about.
“What am I talking about? I’m talking about the story. The entire reason I’ve been here interviewing you, all the while the only thing you cared about was getting me into bed with you.”
Things were nearly spinning and I was struggling to
