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Bachelors get lonely
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Política de Devoluciones. |
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Descripción del libro usado "Bachelors get lonely" |
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| Stripper Daffidill Lawson thought it over for a moment. "Tell me more". "You check into the motel", Donald Lam said. "I''ll be half a block away watching your room through binoculars. You forget to pull the shade and start stripping, slowly. If anybody shows up and starts watching, I''ll turn on a red light. If you see that red light, you move slowly over to the telephone and call the police." "The what? "Then the police come and catch him, and then they knock on your door and say, Lady, you shouldn''t undress with the curtain up." "And what do I say?." "You tell them," Donald said, "that your agent thought if you could hold a murderer spellbound until the police arrive, it would be a service to humanity and swell publicity."  Ir al inicio |
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