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Oprah had acquired yet another addition to her legion of faithful followers. With her sprawling empire, she was the Wal-Mart of the entertainment industry (i.e., big box; ample parking; tons of cash and influence). The stranger stumbled backward in amazement, like a character from a Tex Avery cartoon. His eyes popped out, his jaw dropped to the floor, and a train whistle blew as steam spewed from his ears. When Oprah had finished tonguing Zoie into submission, ......
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