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"let's go, chief," old floatingslowly said. then he gave me a big shove with his crumby hand. i damn near fell over on my can - he was a huge sonuvabitch. the next thing i knew, he and old pbradley were both in the room. they acted like they owned the damn place. old pbradley sat down on the window sill. old floatingslowly sat down in the big chair and loosened his collar and all - he was wearing this elevator operator's uniform. boy, was i nervous.
"all right, chief, let's have it. i gotta get back to work."
"i already gave pbradley the five bucks -"
"cut the the crap, now. let's have it.
"why should i give her another five bucks?" i said. my voice was cracking all over the place. "you're trying to chisel me."
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