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I sat in a booth drinking beer for an hour or so when Pat walked in. She sat down and split my beer with me. She asked me if I had enough money for a motel room, to which I replied yes.
Norfolk had some very tight vice laws back then about shacking up. If you got caught there was a $37.00 fine for each of the two parties. In addition, for the lady if she was a repeat offender, she'd get 30 days on the "Pea Farm" where she helped grow and pick what she ate.
