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Courageously,
the young lover turned round and, staring the gangster straight in the
eyes, he said ”Let’s sort this out once and for all!”
Pointing to the end of the café, he said ”There are the billiard
tables. Choose your game, pool, eight nine or snooker, I don’t care.
Just let me choose the table. Whoever wins can have Laurie! Is that OK
with you? “Fine by me!” said the gangster, “ There’s no question as to who will win boy” “We’ll play the American way with eight as the last ball. Choose your table!” |
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