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Lunchroom scene from a John Grisham novel. One block from Republican headquarters. Turns out that with enough ketchup, you can get any bill passed in Congress. Two-handed burgers, piles of fries, ultra-strength Cobb salad for the ladies. Waitresses with runny lipstick are ten years older than you think. Brooks Brothers competes with Wearhouse for Men, the dude in Armani is highly suspect. Interns overwhelmed by the intrigue. Like a Venn diagram for lobbyists and smokers.
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