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      nes  had  taken  a  seat  at  a  table  in  the  k & a  office ;  feet  hiked  up  on  the  surface  ,  leaned  back  without  a  care  in  the  world .  cortana alban’s follow up news story about the events of the previous night loudly shouted at him from the tv across the room , him chowing down on an apple that rested casually within his grasp .  hearing footsteps approach from behind him ,  he spoke , without turning to look at the person who’d entered .  “  SHIT’S WILD .  ”  he commented , rather frank .  “ can’t believe the news already got hold of it all too ,  but damn that woman’s good . ” he motioned to the screen , cortana’s face filling up a majority of it .     

     "   well someone ought to tell GUTERRES that if he gets smart    ONE MORE TIME    ---  ” the sound of his secretary shushing him left tony with a look of some poor , unknown taste in his mouth. CENSORSHIP was the giant pimple on the    BACK    of america. he pursed his lips , looking up at the sky. his hands lifted out to his sides , totally at a loss for words --- sorta, “  well, shit, jan, i’m just sayin’ --- oh.  ” he looked up at the newcomer  ,  adjusting his chair so that he could face them, “   you’re early ... but an early lunch i’ll take ... let’s blow this popsicle stand.  ”

      " what the hell is a KARDASHIAN ? ”  tony stared down at the magazine in his hands , attempting to conduct research into the minds of the trash media like cortona alban that thought they had input on other people’s lives . however , his mission was soon thwarted by massive headlines detailing kylie jenner’s secret pregnancy .  a secret ? really ? wow ... he hated how quickly he was sucked in .  he took a long sip of his protein shake  before sitting it beside himself on the ground , eyes unable to   TEAR THEMSELVES   from the garbage literature .  his chair was off to the side , and he was just outside of the white house in the grass .  “ do you know ?  what’s a kardashian --- what’s a jenner ?  what’s a ... blac chyna ? ”