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In one raid on the offices of Bugs Moran, at 127 North Dearborn, where the sign on the door said Acme Sales Company, cops said they found four quarts of good Scotch (which probably meant they found eight). They confiscated it, but somehow it disappeared before the officers could get back to the station. “Scotch? Scotch?” teased one of the cops who made the bust. “Impossible! Why, the country’s dry and so am I. That rhymes. Can you rhyme?
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