Damn you
campylobacter! Strip away the corduroy pants and flannel shirts of yesteryear and Dr. Jackson scrubs up nicely in a pair of straight leg jeans and a nicely cropped female alien draped over one shoulder. This piece used to go for only a day's rations, but I'm sure with this ensemble, the good Doctor could fetch anywhere between a fleet of Alkesh and the hidden treasures of Glastonbury Tor...
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