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           He’dalwaysbesoscuffedandbruisedthathe’dshowupoutofplacewhereverhewent.Hewasn’tabletoopenupandlaugheither.It’sahardthingtolaughifyoucanfeelthepressureofthosebeamscomingfromeverynewcarthatpasses,oreverynewhouseyoupass.

           "WecanevenhavealobbyinWashington,"Hardingwassaying,"anorganizationNAAIP.Pressuregroups.Bigbillboardsalongthehighwayshowingababblingschizophrenicrunningawreckingmachine,bold,redandgreentype:‘HiretheInsane.’We’vegotarosyfuture,gentlemen."

           WecrossedabridgeovertheSiuslaw.TherewasjustenoughmistintheairthatIcouldlickoutmytonguetothewindandtastetheoceanbeforewecouldseeit.Everyoneknewweweregettingcloseanddidn’tspeakallthewaytothedocks.

           ThecaptainwhowassupposedtotakeusouthadabaldgraymetalheadsetinablackturtlenecklikeagunturretonaU-boat;thecoldcigarstickingfromhismouthsweptoverus.HestoodbesideMcMurphyonthewoodenpierandlookedouttoseaashetalked.Behindhimandupabunchofsteps,sixoreightmeninwindbreakersweresittingonabenchalongthefrontofthebaitshop.Thecaptaintalkedloudly,halftotheloafersonhisonesideandhalftoMcMurphyontheotherside,firinghiscopper-jacketvoicesomeplaceinbetween.

           "Don’tcare.Toldyouspecificallyintheletter.Youdon’thaveasignedwaiverclearingmewithproperauthorities,Idon’tgoout."