Peanuts by Charles Schulz for July 29, 1975

Transcript:

The Literary Ace types, "I sat in my dusty office in Minneapolis watching the day turn to ice."<BR><BR> The Literary Ace continues to type, "Then trouble came through the door. Her eyes were like marigolds."<BR><BR> Linus reads the paper and says, "You can't write stories about a private detective who works in Minneapolis . . ." The Literary Ace thinks, "I can't?"<BR><BR> Snoopy thinks, "How about Duluth?"<BR><BR>