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my ideal crime? i rob tiffanys. do i go for the safe? no. too obvious. i go for the chandiler, priceless. as im taking it down, a woman catches me. her father owns the store. her name is tiffany. we make love all night. in the morning, the police show up. i leave dressed as one of them. i tell her we must split up, and to meet me in canada. i go to mexico, i do not trust her. years later, i get a call. i have a son. i tell her to meet me in paris. she waits for me there. i go to belgium. she is still in paris, for she can not find another lover ”
—Dwight Schrute