□ Dear Bill:
The damnedest thing happened the other day. I received from Hertz a package wrapped in platinum paper. When I opened it, there was the most beautiful leather Cartier wallet. But wait—there’s more. In the wallet were ninety one-hundred-dollar bills, plus a Hertz Platinum service card. I assume you got the same. It’s a great club we belong to, particularly since it’s so rare that we rent cars.




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