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:22:02
Puts your story
beyond the bounds of believability.

:22:05
Well... how about this for believability?
:22:12
I know all about you, Mr Miller.
:22:22
- Excuse me.
- Surely.

:22:27
It was like I had halitosis,
and that made me mad.

:22:31
OK, so I'd jumped the gun and spoilt his game.
That was no reason for acting like a big girl.

:22:36
If Miller didn't get over his menopause
by morning, I'd quit the job.

:22:41
Things started happening sooner than that.
:23:19
Vodka and tonic, please.
:23:37
Thank you.
:23:38
The armchair adventurers
were packed away in their rooms.

:23:41
I sat in the bar thinking.
:23:43
What nut wanted me to write his life story?
:23:46
A Mafia boss on the run?
A defrocked priest? Adolf Hitler?

:23:50
I still didn't understand all the secrecy.
:23:53
As fiction, it was a guaranteed rejection slip.

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