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As I've detailed in last week's episode, technically we play Tales of the Texas Rangers today,

but because of my recording ahead for the next eight weeks, and us being out of balance

by one episode and other direction on the two series in order to balance things out

or bring you an episode of Casey Crompt photographer. It is worth noting

that this episode was an armed forces radio services episode, and that's actually going

to be true for the rest of the Philip Morris Rock. The first two episodes were the only surviving

network versions of episodes of that series. With that out of the way, let's go ahead and dig into

today's episode, the original air date, August 25th, 1949, and the title is Snowball.

Good evening. This is Ken Roberts inviting you to listen to another adventure of Casey.

Prime photographer. Ace cameraman who covers the crime news of a great city.

Our adventure for tonight. Snowball.

Night. About half past 10. The sporty little blue sedan makes a two-wide turn out of a

quiet residential street, and weaves prizzly toward a main fellow there. In a police power car,

that is the life thing among us. Look at that stuff. I see it, Ryan. We'll stuff that

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