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(I’m wearing a wire and the cops are waiting right outside, folks. This squares me with the district attorney’s office for the tilde warehouse job from last month.)
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Oh, I see. Ahem, let me see if I understand all of your instructions: stacks of small bills in denominations of $5, $10 and $20, no markings on them, no consecutive serial numbers, I’m to go there alone at 11 pm to the usual spot, and if you see even one cop, the whole deal is off.
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