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"
Well
,
you
know
.
Fine
Art
.
It
’
s
just
men
paintin
’
pictures
of
young
wimmin
in
the
nudd
.
The
altogether
,
"
explained
Colon
the
connoisseur
.
"
The
caretaker
told
me
.
Some
of
them
don
’
t
even
have
any
paint
on
their
brushes
,
you
know
.
Shameful
.
"
There
must
be
a
million
stories
in
the
naked
city
,
thought
Vimes
.
So
why
do
I
always
have
to
listen
to
ones
like
these
?
"
When
do
they
meet
?
"
he
said
.
"
Mondays
,
7
.
30
,
admission
ten
pence
,
"
said
Colon
,
promptly
.
"
As
for
the
folk
-
dance
people
-
well
,
no
problem
there
.
You
know
you
always
wondered
what
Corporal
Nobbs
does
on
his
evenings
off
?
"
Colon
’
s
face
split
into
a
watermelon
grin
.
"
No
!
"
said
Vimes
incredulously
.
"
Not
Nobby
?
"
"
Yep
!
"
said
Colon
,
delighted
at
the
result
.
"
What
,
jumping
about
with
bells
on
and
waving
his
hanky
in
the
air
?
"
"
He
says
it
is
important
to
preserve
old
folkways
,
"
said
Colon
.
