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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
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Tonight I bought shitty beer for the first time in recent memory. A sixer of High Life tall boys and it does taste pretty bad. I did this for one reason. I knew it was time to write about the Cubs bullpen and thought that shitty beer would serve two purposes: 1) It would get me drunk and 2) It would match the sour taste in the mouth one receives when perusing this depth chart.
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