Heyyy, Wayne. How’s it going in there? I hope they are treating you as well as they could be, there at Rikers Island. After all, you are in my town now, and as much as I wish it wasn’t a jail representing us, I would hope that the City of New York Department of Correction would treat you (and everyone else in there) right. Needless to say, we hope everything is as good as can be in there. And if it ain’t, you can always let us know, we’ll get the word out. But we’re guessing Baby is holding you down. Moving ...

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