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           Silver.Itsmellslikerain...Youcanseeyourselforgasm,it’slikealittlenovarightoutontherimofspace.ButIwasstartingtoremember.Likedreams,youknow.Andtheydidn’ttellme.Theyswitchedthesoftwareandstartedrentingtospecialtymarkets.’

           Sheseemedtospeakfromadistance.`AndIknew,butIkeptquietaboutit.Ineededthemoney.Thedreamsgotworseandworse,andI’dtellmyselfthatatleastsomeofthemwerejustdreams,butbythenI’dstartedtofigurethatthebosshadawholelittleclientelegoingforme.Nothing’stoogoodforMolly,thebosssays,andgivesmethisshitraise.’Sheshookherhead.`Thatprickwaschargingeighttimeswhathewaspayingme,andhethoughtIdidn’tknow.’

           `Sowhatwashechargingfor?’

           `Baddreams.Realones.Onenight...onenight,I’djustcomebackfromChiba.’Shedroppedthecigarette,grounditoutwithherheel,andsatdown,leaningagainstthewall.`Surgeonswentwayin,thattrip.Tricky.Theymusthavedisturbedthecut-outchip.Icameup.Iwasintothisroutinewithacustomer...’Shedugherfingersdeepinthefoam.`Senator,hewas.Knewhisfatfacerightaway.Wewerebothcoveredwithblood.Weweren’talone.Shewasall...’Shetuggedatthetemperfoam.`Dead.Andthatfatprick,hewassaying,`What’swrong.What’swrong?’’Causeweweren’tfinishedyet...’

           Shebegantoshake