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Thursday, August 25, 2005

...I've Got Some Swamp Land in Florida to Sell You

In case you thought that CSI was real, Encarta's here to dash your dreams. No, law enforcement and the justice system don't work that fast. And when they finally do find you and bring you in for questioning, the guy who mopped up the blood and picked hairs out of the upholstery won't be the lead interrogator. Nor will he be the only person in the room, making snippy intimations about your character which inspire you to confess all before you've even called your lawyer. Sorry Horatio.


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