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Sammy, the Gat: “Twenty-four On The Vig”

(Glossary at end.) I ken that an ace man’s gotta be twenty-four on the vig lest he get sliced, diced or swiss-cheesed by his advers.  But when I cast my peepers on the Flyin’ Dutchman revvin’ on the tarmac and … Continue reading

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