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Damoder climbed slowly to his feet. 'Buy lot! ' he wheedled, 'I am poor man. I sell you cheap. I am bank- Rupert! Apparently the only things that could save him from bank-rupertcy were our dollars.Frank Kusy
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He was lonely. I could see that. He was working his butt off-and mine, too-in the hope that a million rupees might sort out his sex life. I prayed to Buddha he would be successful. If he didn't get some action soon, I doubted I would, either.Frank Kusy