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           "

           "Wouldyoufeelmorecomfortablediscussingitinprivate?"

           Theboynoddedagain.

           Mr.Worldwalkedwiththekidbacktohisoperationscenter:adampcavecontainingadioramaofdrunkenpixiesmakingmoonshinewithastill.Asignoutsidewarnedtouristsawayduringrenovations.Thetwomensatdownonplasticchairs."HowcanIhelpyou?"askedMr.World.

           "Yes.Okay.Right,twothings,Okay.One.Whatarewewaitingfor?Andtwo.Twoisharder.Look.Wehavetheguns.Right.Wehavethefirepower.Theyhavefuckingswordsandknivesandfuckinghammersandstoneaxes.Andlike,tireirons.Wehavefuckingsmartbombs."

           "Whichwewillnotbeusing,"pointedouttheotherman.

           "Iknowthat.Yousaidthatalready.Iknowthat.Andthat’sdoable.But.Look,eversinceIdidthejobonthatbitchinL.A.I’vebeen…"Hestopped,madeaface,seemedunwillingtogoon.

           "You’vebeentroubled?"

           "Yes.Goodword.Troubled.Yes.Likeahomefortroubledteens.Funny.Yes."

           "Andwhatexactlyistroublingyou?"

           "Well,wefight,wewin."

           "Andthatisasourceoftrouble?Ifinditamatteroftriumphanddelight,myself."

           "But.They’lldieoutanyway.Theyarepassengerpigeonsandthylacines.Yes?Whocares?Thisway,it’sgoingtobeabloodbath.Ifwejustwaitthemout,wegetthewholething.