We would leave the station around 4 each afternoon, and Mike would always have a feast prepared in the production truck. Gumbo, shrimp po-boys, mufalettas and -- I guess it's OK to admit this now -- plenty of cold beer.
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I'd assume he can convert it and pay some of his legal bills, and that is perfectly OK with me.