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California's Attorney General "Pat" Brown marched across the lobby of San Diego's U.S. Grant Hotel, his stocky body (5 ft. 10 in., 200 Ibs.) rolling like a sea captain's, his brown hair carefully slicked with Vaseline Hair Tonic, his ample jowl set with fierce, self-conscious determination. Suddenly he stopped, whirled, brought the men behind him to a skidding halt. "Where is everybody?" cried Pat Brown. "Anybody missing? Are we ready to go?" An aide soothed him: "Don't worry, Pat. Everybody's here." Brown looked carefully around just to make sure. "Well,"...
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