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Connecting with sentences
Sunday, October 4, 2009
“Sugarsmith-- ” Detective Barns interrupts, "Damned-est thing -- I just got a call from some tourist trap called Mystery Bob’s Roadside Attractions off the main highway in Alamagordo, New Mexico..."
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