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This particular story had to do with a man
from Ponca City, Oklahoma, and yes, Virginia,
there really is a Ponca City. As a matter of fact
,for a long time in the Property Case book
I included a case from Ponca City which was
not all that relevant, in fact, but it gave me
an opportunity to tell the story.
This young man had gone to Paris. He had a
great time in Paris and he came back and all
of his old spitting buddies were sitting around
the Central Square swapping stories, and one
of them said to him, "Well how does Ponca
City compare to Paris?"
Oh," he said, "It's pretty tough to make the
comparison. The first day that I was there I
strolled down the Champs-élysées, we don't
have any broad boulevards like that in Ponca
City, I came to a nice little sidewalk cafe and
I sat down at the sidewalk cafe, we don't
have any of those in Ponca City, and I ordered
an aperitif, we don't have any aperitif in
Ponca City, all we have is booze, and then
a very lovely young lady with shapely
ankles came along. I'd never seen anything
like that in Ponca City, and she asked if she
could join me, and I said yes and we both
had an aperitif. Then she asked me if
I wouldn't like to come up to her apartment
on the left bank of the sand overlooking
the Cathedral of Notre Dame, and I agreed
to go. We got up there and it was a
beautiful apartment, she put on her stereo,
she brought out the champagne..."
And his buddy said, "Well, go on,
what happened then?"
He said, "Oh, hell, from there on,
it was just like Ponca City."
Here again, you deal with some of the
intricate problems of the law, but when
you get right down to it, frequently,
they're just like Ponca City.
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