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Mr. and Mrs. Bar Fly

“Bzzzzz,” said Mr. Bar Fly. and plumped his black body on a nearly bald customer in the Blue Moon Tavern. He made a perfect six point landing and took a look around. The air was heavy with the blue haze of cigarette smoking patrons. The stench of firewater was strong and unnerving. Tin-pan music harking […]

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