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There are the gods of place and the gods of commerce, and if you have to bet who’s going to win out, put your money on money every time.
The suits love their numbers, Malone thinks. This new “management” breed of cops are like the sabermetrics baseball people—they believe the numbers say it all. And when the numbers don’t say what they want them to, they massage them like Koreans on Eighth Avenue until they get a happy ending.
Everything that happens in the kingdom is on the king.
You call the wolf, you get the pack.”
Our beginnings can’t know our ends, our purity can’t imagine its corruption.
