away, I could maybe get some perspective. The post came and among the bills was a padded envelope. He opened it without interest and to his disbelief, saw thick piles of money. A single sheet of paper contained the typed sentence:
‘You’re a fox.’
He got the telephone directory, began to look up travel agencies.
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In Holloway prison, Beth, a prisoner recently blinded by bad home-made hooch, was trying to roll a cigarette. A voice said:
‘Let me get that for you?’
She did.
Then the cig was put between her lips and the voice asked:
‘So, you got any more perfect crimes?’
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