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... er where Elvis was being treated like a VIP.
A medium stool chair was given to him to sit on while he waited for his grandmother.
He had to put up with the ladies who didn’t forget to ask him from time to time if he was sure he didn’t want anything which he would politely refuse.
"Grandma," called Elvis in great relief as soon as he saw her approach. It was like his savior had finally arrived, he couldn’t have been happier to see his grandmother now than any other time in ...
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