"I got a nose for trouble. Can smell it ten miles away. You heard of that market crash in '29? I predicted that.""Just how did you do that, Stella?"
"Oh, simple. I was nursing a director of General Motors. 'Kidney ailment,' they said. 'Nerves,' I said. Then I asked myself, 'What's General Motors got to be nervous about?' 'Overproduction,' I says. 'Collapse.' When General Motors has to go to the bathroom ten times a day, the whole country's ready to let go."
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