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The rather broad lady went to the theatre a
little before the performance started and gave the usher two
tickets. "Where's your companion?" asked the usher. "Well," said
her, with a blush, "you see, one seat is a little too small for
me and pretty uncomfortable so I decided to get two. But they're
both really for me." "Fine with me, mam," the usher replied,
scratching his head. "There's just a slight problem. You see,
your seats are numbers 52 and 61."
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