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Quite a few years ago I was a bartender in a small town on the outskirts of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. My girlfriend (who is my wife now) went to Dover for a NASCAR race. While I was working in the bar all alone she phoned me asking me to wire her some money as soon as possible.
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