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for as little as $2 per month just over to patreon.greatdetectives.net. Now it's time for this week's

episode of Sam Spade. The original air date April the 17th, 1949, and the title is Edith Hamilton.

The adventures of Sam Spade, Detective.

So Dr. Ludwig Zoya, 1241-11worth, San Francisco from Samuel Spade, license number 1375-96,

subject Edith Hamilton. No paper. No paper.

Dear Dr., if I owe you an apology for not keeping you informed on the progress of the assignment

of the letting it drag on as long as it has and I'll have to go on knowing you which makes us

even because you don't owe me anything. The start of it was a month ago, 32 days, eight hours,

three minutes and 45 seconds to be exact.

Oh, Mr. Spade. Dr. Zoya. Good to see you. Let me think. How long is it?

Uh, three years since I was a gerologist, I was when you were my leading suspect in the

Donovkin. Uh, yes, for dinner. It was few pointed out that we psychoanalysts are not

unlike you, Detective. We probe, we question, we follow up crews in order to find out what is

the dark secret which has nervously disturbed the human mind. But we are limited. We have only

our patients' words and our interpretations. Sometimes that is not enough. And that is why I need

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