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| | Captain Yips Secret Journal: Clown College |
 | | It’s Monday morning, about 6:30, and he’s a big man in a big car in a big hurry, one hand on the wheel, one hand on the phone, and both feet on the gas. |
 | | Or, for that matter, that Matt got one of his minions to apply; they seem to be good at the test-taking variety of intelligence, but lack some moral center. |
 | | Some lawyers and judges seem to be intent on denying me the right to privacy and the quiet enjoyment of my home by insisting that anyone who wants to call me to sell siding, windows, insurance, telephone service, magazines, inkjet cartridges. |
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