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Dear book,

          Ugh. Why do I have this? Writing my feelings, plans, and thoughts down is dangerous! What if another mafia got ahold of it. Whatever. I won't write anything important then. I am the leader of the Hungarian mafia. I'd say nice to meet you, but it really isn't. Get on my bad side, and I'll kill you. Simple. Think you can handle it kid?

-Unknown

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