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Definitely, seven times a week, sometimes twice on Sundays. Twenty-three arrests, sixteen hidden bodies, an extremely offended koala, and no convictions. It's amazing what you can do with a squad of undead lawyers, an easily corrupted judicial system, some crisco and the wrong end of a gavel (if it's so wrong, why does it feel so right?).
Hey! Where are you going? I haven't finished my story...
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