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THE HAMMER FILES: The Greatest Show on Earth
The Curtain Call I did a brisk two-block walk from the lounge to my office, to get the details down before even a single one could disappear in a fog. I

THE HAMMER FILES: Count the Play Dough
The Count “Now we count,” said the big man, and Lenny opened his package wrapped in his signature brown paper. Anyone who knows Lenny knows he

THE HAMMER FILES: The Merchant Traveler
The Traveler’s Tale The big traveler lumbered to the bar, pulled up a stool that groaned under his weight, and ordered a beer. He wasn’t subtle,

An Evening at the Local Playhouse
THE HAMMER FILES: A Seat at the Show The day was a long, dusty road with no end in sight. My kind of day. The cases had dried up, the phones were quiet,