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"
Hank
,
I
don
’
t
want
to
hear
that
.
"
She
hung
up
.
The
next
night
I
went
alone
.
I
sat
at
a
table
in
the
bar
and
drank
.
An
elderly
,
dignified
woman
came
up
to
my
table
and
introduced
herself
.
She
taught
English
literature
and
had
brought
one
of
her
pupils
,
a
little
butterball
called
Nancy
Freeze
.
Nancy
appeared
to
be
in
heat
.
They
wanted
to
know
if
I
would
answer
some
questions
for
the
class
.
"
Shoot
.
"
"
Who
was
your
favorite
author
?
"
"
Fante
.
"
"
Who
?
"
"
John
F
-
a
-
n
-
t
-
e
.
Ask
the
Dust
.
Wait
Until
Spring
,
Bandini
.
"
"
Where
can
we
find
his
books
?
"
"
I
found
them
in
the
main
library
,
downtown
.
Fifth
and
Olive
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
