Maureen O'Murrah had taken a Manhattan taxi home from work, since both 
of the ladies she usually carpooled with had taken sick with the flu. 
In the confusion of the short-handed office staff, and hurrying 
downstairs to meet the cab, she had left her purse behind. 
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As the cab pulled up to her apartment building, she was looking about 
the seat for her purse when the driver told her the price of her ride. 
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In great embarrassment, she said, "Aye. I'm not believin' I did this, 
Sir, but me purse isn't here. I must have left it behind. I'm sorry, but 
I'm not havin' the money to pay you just now." 
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The driver was an older erxperienced Manhattan taxi driver. He said, 
"That's all right Missy, I'll just pull down into that dark alley up 
ahead, and get back there with you, and just take your panties off." 
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Maureen chuckled, and said "Shure, an' it's the poor end of the trade 
that you'll be gettin'. These panties only cost me eighty-nine cents