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I read the handwriting on the wall of a cheap hotel room – the million-dollar future of me, Roy Foley.

First, there’s Lola, who will keep me here … Lola, who one day soon will crawl and beg as once she laughed – at me, Roy Foley.

Next, there’s Oklahoma, a state paved with gold, whisky gold – it’s a dry state, didn’t you know? And where there’s gold, there’s women. That’s for me. I’m going to be the biggest bootlegger of them all – Al Capone of 1953.

Me!