"Seventeen," said Lew without any hesitation the other man could detect.
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"Seventeen. There's seventeen, George. Tell me about the cigars, George. How many are we going to have? Say 'Seventeen, Lenny.' Right, George? And we can roll them and humidify them and smoke them?"
*BLAM*
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