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A Poor Choice Of Words

“I can’t believe you told the Butcher’s Union that,” shuddered re-election director Fitzgerald. Councilman Winton sighed. “I only said they’ll get their pound of flesh.” Outside, hundreds of butchers sharpened their knives. Fitzgerald winced. “I think they want more than … Continue reading

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