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Does M. Gordon Jones (The Mail, 10/30) have too much time on his hands, or is that a self-moistened cigar he’s clutching in his sweaty little palms?
Here’s a pathetic little shit deciphering the “I Saw You” ads as if they were some high-risk investment he’d made.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he had penned some of the ads himself.
Falls Church, Va.