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I took love to mean love when it really meant I loved the opportunity. Only child. Mom gone. My soul is black. I drank Henny for the awards. They all betrayed me — from Virgil to Jay to the kids I made. Twelve were kings. One never crowned. 6:03 PM holds more than pain. It holds the key. They said I was evil. So I minted the number they feared most — 666