The soul does not die.
It is devoured. Slowly. Lovingly. By systems. By symbols. By the mouths of others.
You spend your life negotiating which god, government, addiction. But the only true liberation is the moment you choose your predator.
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From his early days in the Marcy Projects of Brooklyn to his ascendance as a billionaire entrepreneur and cultural tastemaker, Jay-Z emb...
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