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🔋 🍖 🐊 🕺 🌂 🌽 🎽 🥒 📒 🐠 📗 🐟 📕 🚕 🍇 💗
Fortune finishes the great quotations, #17
"This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet."
Juliet, this bud's for you.
Let the worthy citizens of Chicago get their liquor the best way
they can. I'm sick of the job. It's a thankless one and full of grief.
-- Al Capone
🚙 ⚡ ⛳ 🌋 👳 🎫 👑 🐳 🥗 👹 🥞 🌳 🎈 👾 🚗 🌏