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The Bureau of Dreams to be Continued

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thinks he knows me?” About a million possibilities passed through my mind in the space of one eye blink. The one I liked and settled on was the one which said that I was an outrageous, trendsetting dude on the A list. So, I decided to play it cool. I made a fist and did “bones” with Sam, and said; “Hangin’ in there, man. Lookin’ for a place where they don’t shine those goddam lights on ya all the time.”

“Tell me about it. I’m afraid that I’m gonna get a brain seizure from the blare of the flickers.”

“’Blare of the flickers.’ Love it. Mind if I use it?”

“Hell, no. I’ll probably forget it by the time I get home anyway. What are you workin’ on now?”

“Hard to describe. It’s a little Chandler noir criminal, a little Altman everyday boring, a little Wallace mixed voice metaphor, a little ...........................”

“Awesome. Far fuckin’ out. I’m doin’ this goof thing. Off-off Broadway stage production. Producer wants a cowboy story mixed with horror. Can you dig that?”

“Luddite.”

“My exact words. Er, word. Bartender, bring me some whiskey.”