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Originally Posted by Red
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It was a cold January night and the rain beat down on my spirits. I had decided to take the case as I was beat and broke but usually I would have told them where to shove it. As I picked a cigarette butt from the gutter my eye caught what I had been looking for: the Blackstar. Not as pretty as the Maltese Marshall but packed a punch like Calzaghe's right hook.
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I was born to know you to give you your name freedom Paul Eluard
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