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"Daffy, deck Mr Sayd -- Bugs, I have youw photogwaphs," said the ashen faced Mayor.
I rolled with the punch from Daffy and hit the deck as if I was out cold and lay there motionless as he searched my pockets for the photographs, which to my amazement he didn't find as they were no longer there, and as he didn't find the toad (for reasons beyond me).
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