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A fake immigration attorney in New York City who's scammed hundreds of people under a business  name "God-Man Society Club Inc." is facing millions in penalties, fines and jail time, the state attorney general says. 

Vincent Gonzalez of the Bronx was ordered in 2010 to stop providing phony immigration services, but the attorney general started getting renewed complaints about him in 2015. 

Gonzalez told one victim he could assist in immigration-related services and assist in a pending criminal case; he said he would charge $1,500 as an investigation fee, $5,000 as an initial retainer, another $8,000 to complete the criminal case, and an additional $3,000 for bail if the victim were to be arrested. The victim initially paid Gonzalez $650, then became skeptical of his ability to represent him and cut off contact with him. 

How big is the need for Immigration lawyers in the Bronx?

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Agape is selfless, sacrificial, unconditional love, the highest of the four types of love in the Bible. This Greek word and variations of it are found throughout the New Testament.  Agape's definition:  [of the mouth] wide open, especially with surprise or wonder.

The noun form first occurs in the Septuagint, but the verb form goes as far back as Homer, translated literally as affection, as in "greet with affection" and "show affection for others".^[2]

Other ancient authors have used forms of the word to denote love of a spouse or family, or affection for a particular activity, in contrast to eros (an affection of a sexual nature).

Within Christianity, agape is considered to be the love originating from God or Christ for mankind.^[3] In the New Testament, it refers to the covenant love of God for humans, as well as the human reciprocal love for God; the term necessarily extends to the love of one's fellow man.^[4] Some contemporary writers have sought to extend the use of agape into non-religious contexts.

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لأَنَّهُ يُولَدُ لَنَا وَلَدٌ وَنُعْطَى ابْنًا، وَتَكُونُ الرِّيَاسَةُ عَلَى كَتِفِهِ  ....قَصَبَةً مَرْضُوضَةً لاَ يَقْصِفُ، وَفَتِيلَةً مُدَخِّنَةً لاَ يُطْفِئُ

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Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,
                          Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Music has charms to soothe the savage breast
                         To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life.
                         Security is an insipid thing.

Never go to bed angry,
                        stay up and fight.

Say what you will, ’ 
                        tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.

If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.

There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.

Beauty is the lover's gift.

William Congreve, January 24, 1670, Bardsey, United Kingdom.