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NINETEEN
When Stew produces eighteen banker’s boxes of accountants’ records, Larry almost strokes out. He tells me we’ve received what in the legal business is known as a “boxcar” response. The game is to produce absolutely everything, burying the relevant stuff in among pounds of junk, although he says it’s typically reserved for high-conflict litigation. Working against the clock, the more stuff there is, the less chance you have to find what you’re looking for. Larry spends the first day and a half culling the junk in an attempt to find the annual bank summaries, cursing the skinny pencil-necked weasel d***s as he goes. With only seven days left on Wardman’s order, we finally pull in two interns from Shahbaz’s office, but not before Steinman scolds us for burning up valuable c
