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NO CRIME

NO CRIME he said and the words kept drumming and dinning and the poor CRIME-eds sweating and the galumphing of the press clack clack clackity-click of the typewriter all this is still.

And the building silent stray cat finding no fish no poring over text-book no interviews nobody and somewhere (yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus) yes even CRIME-eds study. Except Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

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