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START: Yes, but oh I’d love to do a judge. You see the thing about jduges is that they never retire. That’s the beauty of it. Your ordinary humdrum sons and daughters of toil, they hit sixty and they’re finished, they slow down, get sloppy, sluggish, whoops onto the scrap heap…
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END: Oh yes, that’s the job for me. ‘Fifty years for you, thirty years for you. Case dismissed. Council may come and corrupt me in my chambers.’
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