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Hock'a (Louie. I'm pretty sure that's either Latin 'r Hawaiian for the expectoration'a phlegm. 'Think there'z a grass-skirted dance n' uke thing that goes with it.)
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In life-long pursuit of that most mythic of beasts: the ever-elusive perfect corner. Well . . . that, r' at least a whole lodda clear spin-out room.
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