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“What in Heaven’s name are you doing?” cries the producer after a quarter of an hour.

“There’s a bracket to be fixed here,” the foreman answers.

The producer pronounces a horrible curse, and runs to interfere, squats down and begins to examine the wing in question.

“Mr. Producer! Why aren’t you begin-

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