Sell-out

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I'm inviting you to listen to another adventure of Casey Crime photographer, Ace Cameron Man who covered the crime news of a great city. Written by Alonzo Dean Cole, our adventure for tonight. Sellout. Every afternoon, the Blue Note Cafe.

Its door opens and from the rain washed street. No, Miss Williams. You look kind of drunk. Oh, I feel that way. Please get me a cup of coffee. Sure. Looks to me like this rain's going to keep up all there.

No, I'm afraid so. Water, one cup of coffee. The worst case. Oh, over at the office. Getting $15,000 we hope keep himself dry over to you Getting $15,000. Oh trying to get it with the help of our not to esteem the editor What's she done that mr. Burke should help him get 15 grand some very important undercover work out for bird in which I

Lent some small assistance What do you mean very confidentially? We've turned up an exclusive store that should blow this town wide open. But the morning express will have to give us the money to pay for it.

I see. If our managing editor was in town, we'd get the money without any trouble, but he's away on vacation and tall, but the new assistant of his is a tightwad. Thanks, Walter. Here's your coffee, Miss.

Oh, thanks. Casey and Britt may have a hard time selling them. Tell them which the guy who talks funny. Talk's funny? Yeah. Oh! You mean his state of Maine accent? Mainways from? Uh-huh, around Portland, I think.