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"I could be the least quotable guy I know."

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    3rd November 2012

    Chapter 2

    Bill brought his “laundry” to the Wash-o-Mat. I say “laundry” because these weren’t Bill’s dirty clothes. Nope, they were just some old sheets and dropcloths. Props. Bill was here to pick up women.

    Bill’s routine was simple. He would strike up a conversation with someone as he began loading the washer. First, he would throw in the aforementioned props. Then, without breaking stride in his patter, he would start undressing in order to toss in all the clothes he was wearing at the time.

    Then, after the arrest, he would hope to meet a female public defender.

    “This is a lot of effort” he thought to himself. “But then again, it’s all for love.”

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