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Bozo's Obstacle26It unfurled. A yellow-highlighter sketchof bottles of rum, women in low-cuthalter tops and dogs peeing, standardfare for the neighborhood, flashedbefore me. He scrunched it upand retired to his dark interior,muttering to himself, %u201cCreep.%u201dThe sun was rising. I moseyedback to my own secluded lair.Damned if I%u2019ll offer hima good deal on one of the downpillows I filched from Saks.
