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“גרנד־פלסטיין היא המקום הכי מנומנם בתבל, והאפשרות לצוד שם סנסציה כובשת־כותרות שווה לסיכוי להכות את הקזינו. שלח את התמונות הפסטורליות מהכפר הקטן ירושלים לנשיונל ג'יאוגרפיק, הוא הציע. אולי הם יהיו מעוניינים.”

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