There's a ghost that haunts old race car 29. Ask the old fortune teller; she'll tell you how the driver died, left a family broke, broken-hearted and blue. You can hear him sometimes, when the building is quiet, so quiet you can't stand it. He'll whoosh down the hallway, a blue streak of nothing. Ask the old fortune teller; she knows.
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