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Edie was itching for a fight. They’d woken up only moments ago and already she and Homer were at it, facing off in the dank underground cellar far beneath the Brooklyn Bridge anchorage where they’d slept through the day.
Support the showEdie was itching for a fight. They’d woken up only moments ago and already she and Homer were at it, facing off in the dank underground cellar far beneath the Brooklyn Bridge anchorage where they’d slept through the day.
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