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040			_aBR-BrBNA _bpor _cBiblioteca Nacional de Agricultura
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100	1		_aFrank, Gorold.
245	1		_aThe Boston Strangler /
250	1		_a16.ed.
260	3		_aNova York: _bSignet Books, _cs.d..
300			_a408 p.
520	3		_aI didn't stop him at first I don't know why. He actually lifted my skirt and touched the skin of my thigh. said a young woman who admitted him to her apartment. She was the one of the lucky ones. One of the ones who lived. So soft-hearted so considerate, remarked the woman who should have known him best. His wife. A personable young man in his late twenties. Dark-haired, of medium build. With a charming, boyish grin and the proverbial gift of gab. Who would have thought he was the Boston Strangler.
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