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Evening

        to  cool  off;  going  to  be  hot  again,  though.  What  if—is  that  car
        honking at me? Just ignore it; too many weirdos looking for placebos.
        Hasn’t stopped; I’ll—hey, it’s Ham!
          “Nate! I’ve been looking for you.”
          Is there no escape from these people? Just keep walking.
          “Hey, man: slow down. I want to talk to you. You deaf?”
          Great.  He’s  going  to  make  a  scene,  right  in  front  of  the  least
        demanding audience in the world.
          “What? What do you want, Ham? Haven’t you done enough to me
        for one day?”
          He’s pulling over, parking. Well, let him. Nobody’s going to do me
        in again.
          “Say,  that  was  yesterday,  man.  You’re  not  on  my  schedule  for
        today. Hey, that was a joke. Listen, Aestheria sent me to look for you.
        Said you snuck out of her place and might do something crazy.”
          “You lied to me, Ham. You weren’t in that park just to videotape
        bits of arcane Americana. Phil sent you down there.”
          Let’s see him weasel out of that. And I’m not slowing down for
        him; nice to see him huff and puff to keep up with me.
          “Yeah,  okay,  he  told  me  to  keep  an  eye  out  for  you;  not  many
        people remember what you look like. I wasn’t sure, myself, until you
        walked up and introduced yourself. But I didn’t know he was going
        to rip off your life’s work.”
          “You expect me to believe that crap?”
          “Naw. You don’t believe anything, anyway. Listen, I can’t get your
        papers back, but I can give you a lift. Not safe to walk around here
        this time of night.”
          “Sure,  Ham.  I  get  into  your  car,  and  the  next  stop  is  the  funny
        farm.”
          “No way, man! Here’s how it went down: Aestheria isn’t hip to all
        of Phil’s scams,  you  dig? She’s  so wrapped up  in her  bag  that  she
        thinks he’s another convert to her mumbo-jumbo. But he does listen
        to her; that’s why I took you to her in the first place. That wasn’t in
        Phil’s plan; but after I talked to you, and seeing’s how I owed you
        one for what you did in the park, I decided to hell with Phil and put
        you where you might get in a few licks at the son-of-a-bitch.”
          “Nice way to talk about your boss, Mister Jefferson.”



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