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“Where’s Jimmy?” he shouted from the doorway into the smoke-filled gloom. He could just make out the usuals sitting at the bar.

Someone yelled in the dark, “FUCK JIMMY!”

A bobbing of heads and a general murmur of agreement followed the statement.  He had to admit that it was a fair point. He shrugged, entered and ordered a beer.

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