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November 08, 2009



I wish I was 40 something, and everything that I was on my resume was directly linked to riding on daddy's (or contractor/developer) coat tails. That really says something about what Keighran, without the coat tails, actually has to offer. Give me a break. As I said before, maybe the Kingpin ain't the Kingpin any longer.

Two Cents

Imagine. Brownrigg beats pink princess without plastering his signs up and down Broadway. Go Michael!

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