[Po]: 80.FW Example

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2006-01-10 02:45:46

He flashed his badge at me and I just smiled.

"Marietta handles the music here, you'll have to ask her about it."

He flashed some green at me and I smiled again.

"Sorry, man, I'm telling you, I have nothing to do with the music. It's Marietta's gig. I think it's a point of honor with her. Nobody else can touch it."

He threw up his hands in disgust, wheeled around and slammed out the door of 'The Clothespin'.

"I just don't understand some people, Marietta!" I said with a grin to my beloved jukebox.

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