"Oh?" the salesman said. "Yes," Jim said. "My idea is that I should beat you to a pulp." "I wouldn't advise that," the man said. "I'm the only source of the Streetwalker 120s, remember, and without them Sharon will rapidly become a quivering wreck. And since she's never going to look like anything other than a cheap tart from now on, given the limitation on the clothes she is able to wear, then if she's to make ends meet there's really only one career open to her. Besides, I'm bigger than you."
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