Princess Diaries 07 Bell Licensed
I got an idea of how connected Bete’s organization was on Sunday morning when Curly took me to the DMV. The place was locked down, of course, but a short wide woman with a Filipino accent met us at the locked glass door. Curly pulled a fat envelope from his breast pocket. She opened the door, grabbed the packet, and motioned us in. Despite the obvious bribe, the woman ran me through the driver’s test and the eye chart before she took my photo with the official DMV camera. Apparently, even with...
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