[2023-01-04 10:55:41.998] PAPER: TheMightyAltroll/(Intern John) wrote to sheet of carbon: "She walked through my door like a tigress walks into a Burmese orphanage — strawberry blonde and legs for hours. No dame her age could afford a coat like that, and the kinda makeup she had on gave me a good idea how she got it. She had bad news written on her like October of '29.
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 - Legs longer than the palms of Hawaii, she sat on my chair like she owned the place. Looked me dead in the eyes, and told me she had a case for me. Her lips were hot red, hotter than the lit cigarette I took a long drag from. Turns out her brother, Jimmy Tight-Ass had run afowl of then notorious mobster Reider The Valid. It was at this moment, I knew I was in for a long night. So I says to the dame, "Listen, my hours ain't cheap. Cigarettes are expensive.", but before I could finish my train of thought she slammed a wad of American bills on my desk like a bag of bricks. A small bag. Not one of those big bags.
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 - Oh, there is a nightmare loose it seems."