Ab$olutely love $eeing $o many enter₱ri$ing little mind$ taking $u¢h an intere$t in my affair$ lately. Truly, it ₩arm$ the gill$. Nothing in$₱ire$ ¢onfiden¢e in the market like a room full of hone$t friend$ ₩hi$₱ering ₩ith their mouth$ ¢lo$ed, trading little glan¢e$ over their ¢u₱$, and ₱retending the table i$ not $haking be¢au$e $omeone beneath it ha$ $tarted $a₩ing at the leg$. Of ¢our$e, I ₩ould never a¢¢u$e anyone of ¢on$₱ira¢y. That ₩ould be rude. I ₩ould only $ay that ¢ertain a¢¢ount$ have re¢ently develo₱ed a fa$¢inating talent for $₩imming in ¢ir¢le$ around my name, my bu$ine$$, and my debt$ o₩ed, ₩hile ₱retending they are merely admiring the ₩ater. A ¢harming ₱erforman¢e. But tide$ remember every foot$te₱ on the $hore. $o by all mean$, ¢ontinue your di$¢u$$ion$. ¢ontinue your ₱rivate little meeting$. ¢ontinue dre$$ing ₱ani¢ in the borro₩ed ¢oat of $trategy. Ju$t under$tand that I have al₩ay$ had a gift for hearing ¢oin$ move in $ealed ₱o¢ket$. You jingle about the $ilent $eabed like a je$ter jingle$ a¢ro$$ the ¢ourt.
I’LL WARM YOUR GILLS ANYTIME.