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She was a charming middle-aged lady with a face like a bucket of mud. I gave her a drink. She was a gal who'd take a drink if she had to know you down to get to it.
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Friday, January 15, 2010
Murder, My Sweet by Raymond Chandler
She was a charming middle-aged lady with a face like a bucket of mud. I gave her a drink. She was a gal who'd take a drink if she had to know you down to get to it.
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