she was the kind of dame you could spend your whole life trying to forgetand I knew as soon as she walked into my office I was looking at the business end of a world of trouble and a lifetime full of heartache and cheap liquor... her eyes were like dustbin lids and her hair was like spun straw, she was hideous alright, but man could she arm wrestle... despite the hook
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Prof UnderCover evitable,
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