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He wasn't Carol Tristano, and he didn't know Lennie from a hole in the ground. "Tristano" was his supposed password? This has gotta be more mind games. The guy never expressed that he gave a rat's ass for jazz, let alone the esoteric Manhattan School!
Strange fucker, that one. He writes in these incomplete ambiguous fragments with a penchant for personalized punctuation. And of course, that's just the tip of the annoying iceberg. True, he wasn't all bad and he did make attempts to become more legitimate after being shamed in the past. Bottom line: Dude was a fucking cancer. Oh, and it was plain as day that he was about the most jealous person I've ever come into contact with online. I could cite examples, but all that needs to be known is the thread in which he irrationally and groundlessly attacked Chris Habib's art; and it happened in a rare moment when he was sharing with us a little.
Inhuman (or whomever), do you really have possession of that account right now?
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