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Monday, October 26, 2009



What the hell!
Two hundred bucks a week,
and all I'd have to do for it
was occasionally kill
somebody for him.

"When do I start?" I said.

Bruno Fischer
The Fast Buck
1952
Posted by David Rachels at 3:00 AM

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