Here we go again / I kinda wanna be more than friends / So take it easy on me / I'm afraid you're never satisfied
Eccentrics are fitted in two parts, and secured to the axle by a hoop and setbolts
a soldier with close-cropped hair
Star reporter, leg-man, cub, veteran gray in the trade—one and all they tried to pin the Bat like a caught butterfly to the front page of their respective journals—soon or late each gave up, beaten. He was news—[…]—the brief, staccato recital of his career in the morgues of the great dailies grew longer and more incredible each day.
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