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I stopped to catch my breath. Something had

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  • -- your mother a whore! It was one of those priceless channel-changes, which you couldn't orchestrate if you tried. He left Jerry Springer on in the background and
  • got another beer from the fridge. Rubbing his belly through his wife-beater he poured more of the amber liquid down his throat. He kicked open the screen door and got on his
  • penny farthing. Twirling his handle bar mustache, he muttered,"Curses, she won't pay the rent!" The big wheel squeeked as he ambled down Edison Drive. The beer made him
  • weave a bit, but noone paid attention to him. Watson alway collected the rents and visited pubs on Edison at the same time. Holmes that tea totaler would take the rest away
  • from Watson for his own good. Holmes wanted to see the old boy live to old age. Watson's alcoholism got worse, and Holmes would find whole empty handles of laudanum. Holmes wept.
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