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When I met Rose, I gave her a fin and told her to find her refreshments at a corner drugstore,

while I discussed payment arrangements with her big sister.

They were clearly unable to afford me or anyone else.

Now I'm no Nero Wolf or Philip Marlowe, but most people say I'd done all right for a girl,

and I can run rings around Fenton Hardy and his punk *** sons.