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A tall, straight, featureless pillar of shining black metal. Crewes remembered me. Letters continued coming in to the Writers GuildNewsletter (edited, ironically, by the very same Allen Rivk ” “ You’ re a nonconformist.

Then he sat down crosslegged on the floor, anddumped the contents of the bag. The Hornbook was a sort of public diary, filled with the events ofHarlan’s day-to-day life and his reactions to them. And I saw him wheeling it around theparking lot toward the dumpster area overflowing with broken-down cardboard boxes and fruit crates. Finally he said, “You got no wallet.