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In a telephone booth in the lobby of Los Angeles' post office building, a thin, bright-eyed 17-year-old talked excitedly into the phone: "Gee, Mom, you shoulda seen it. Gangsters and crooks everywhere. They were telling Mr. Kefauver about murders and losing millions of dollars gambling. It was just like the movies . . . Just listen, Mom, the Senator's coming past right now . . ."
Tennessee's Estes Kefauver stopped. "I'll talk to your mom, son," he said. "I'm very glad to talk to you, Mom," he said into the phone. "And...
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