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she paused for dramatic effect, "'and you're history!'" she breathed. (Apparently it really was the fish thing!) I clenched my eyelids shut against any further independent displays and flipped my nervous system the bird. I was her friend and they I would support her emotionally in this, her time of impending social ostracism. "They've still got a couple of copies left, and if you get down there right away ..." they Ah! Emotional support via a private, secure phone line was one thing, but an actual physical appearance in unchartered they (and fishy) waters was quite another! What to do, what to do? Would she call me next week and wonder why I hadn't gone yet? Hey—maybe a Turkish fishermen's convention tour bus would break down right in front of Ames and they'd wipe the place out ... Eventually, I searched for and found my dark glasses, sighing resolutely.
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