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You'd just as soon do that, wouldn't you? It'l give you a little trip. She held a scotch and soda in a big blue glass each time and just sipped it while he drank down a couple of scotches straight and ate a large plate of chicken salad. Charley got the feeling that the-355-senator's black eyes got considerable pleasure from ex-ploring the flabby lines where his neck met his col ar and the bulge of his bel y against his vest. A that evening at a French speakeasy on Fiftysecond Street where they often ate dinner.
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