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Since what's behind every eviction notice is physical force, I made sure to have my own version. I had been introduced to my "heavies" when they had picked me up off the street after Mayor Willie Brown had me thrown out of future dot com office space – Rhonda Winter, all leather, smeared mascara and spitting, and diminutive, girlie-girl Lissa Ivy, who added to her ensemble for the evening a baseball bat. David Sarpal completed our crew. Clothed like me in black suit and officious demeaner, he repeated everything I said in Spanish.
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