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Casualties of An Nro Piece?



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This morning I drove my Maserati on the 405, and through absolutely no
fault of my own, was nearly rear-ended by a dusty Volvo station wagon.
The driver went around me, and we exchanged the usual angry shaking
of heads and scowling. As she pulled away, I checked the rear end of
her car and found it, as expected — the sun-bleached Kerry-Edwards
sticker.



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