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January 06, 2005


Ms. Jane

My real estate agent really looked out for me, although he only looked at my tits while talking to me (or, more aptly, my breasts).

Here's the cool thing - you've got a good agent that was recommended to you by a good friend. She's getting a huge amount of money to look after your best interests. And don't forget about using Himself to look over paperwork. You're totally not alone in this, hear?

Call me anytime.

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