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the phone rang, I groped for it, somehow got it up to mynose and blew into it. He had been selected by all of them as theMacon, Georgia, representative. Romito opened them smoothly, as if he had done it a thousand times in a thousand films—andprobably had—for a thousand Anita Louises. Fuchs wore gloves.

There were computers here, big crackle-gray-finish machines thatlined three walls. The man’ s shoes scraped andscraped the sidewalk. I was grinning from ear to ear. y innervating—to capture the boggle-eyed interest ofthe Great Unwashed sucked down in the doldrum mire of T