You could castrate these guys, but then, you know, what's the point of that?

Yeah.

You got a castrated dude running around.

What's going to be his contribution?

And he still has got fingers.

Yeah.

He can still finger these poor children.

He's got a mouth and everything.

Yeah.

You can do all kinds of damage.

He just had a spite.

From the smallest room in New York City comes a show that gives you a reason to live.

This past weekend, gun violence flared up in the Bronx and violent Brooklyn, like a stubborn case of genital warts.

If warts were sometimes fatal, three shot dead, 23 wounded, and 21 separate shooting incidents, but two Sunday morning suicides.

Which should cheer you up. I'm going to welcome our guest, Joe List. Hey, thanks for being here, Joe.

Oh, thanks for having me. I'm anything suicide. I'm in Brooklyn, 8 a.m. Sunday morning, a Crown Heights

woman found a permanent solution,

hanging herself from her fourth floor fire escape where she was left dangling for over an hour.

You can't expect the super to be there Sunday morning. Right away like that. Artist Jennifer Lubanco

tied a court on the slotted walkway and then leapt off,

snapping her neck and leaving her body to hang in front of the third floor window to entertain

her neighbors. She was only 21. Her art was slightly dark. Did you get a chance to look at this?

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