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RE: The Surratt Courier
When I was transferring Paul's article over to the Courier format, I kept remembering all the snickers some of us Boothies have had over the years trying to imagine Booth en route to the good doctor, pushing his horse to go faster, trying to navigate unlit dirt roads, feeling the pain in his leg, etc. and still trying to retrieve those false whiskers from his pocket or saddlebags (if he had the latter), trying to apply theatrical glue, positioning the whiskers without the aid of a mirror, and cursing all the while.
And, I think I just created one of the longest run-on sentences in my life!
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