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... to the trusty and said, "Now, don't you start cleaning up. You leave that exactly like it is until I tell you different." Sure enough, as the night wore on, street cops would bring the sweepings from the barfights in, they'd be shouting obscenity-laced threats, see the bloodstain and the chalked outline on the floor - and stop dead, occasionally muttering, "Oh, shit, they done kilt a man..." ...

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