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"
And
they
’
re
not
even
virgins
,
"
Milo
continued
persuasively
.
"
The
one
I
picked
out
for
you
was
married
for
a
short
time
to
an
elderly
schoolteacher
who
slept
with
her
only
on
Sundays
,
so
she
’
s
really
almost
as
good
as
new
.
"
But
Orr
was
sleepy
,
too
,
and
Yossarian
and
Orr
were
both
at
Milo
’
s
side
when
they
rode
into
the
city
of
Palermo
from
the
airport
and
discovered
that
there
was
no
room
for
the
two
of
them
at
the
hotel
there
either
,
and
,
more
important
,
that
Milo
was
mayor
.
The
weird
,
implausible
reception
for
Milo
began
at
the
airfield
,
where
civilian
laborers
who
recognized
him
halted
in
their
duties
respectfully
to
gaze
at
him
with
full
expressions
of
controlled
exuberance
and
adulation
.
News
of
his
arrival
preceded
him
into
the
city
,
and
the
outskirts
were
already
crowded
with
cheering
citizens
as
they
sped
by
in
their
small
uncovered
truck
.
Yossarian
and
Orr
were
mystified
and
mute
and
pressed
close
against
Milo
for
security
.
Inside
the
city
,
the
welcome
for
Milo
grew
louder
as
the
truck
slowed
and
eased
deeper
toward
the
middle
of
town
.
Small
boys
and
girls
had
been
released
from
school
and
were
lining
the
sidewalks
in
new
clothes
,
waving
tiny
flags
.
Yossarian
and
Orr
were
absolutely
speechless
now
.
The
streets
were
jammed
with
joyous
throngs
,
and
strung
overhead
were
huge
banners
bearing
Milo
’
s
picture
.
Milo
had
posed
for
these
pictures
in
a
drab
peasant
’
s
blouse
with
a
high
collar
,
and
his
scrupulous
,
paternal
countenance
was
tolerant
,
wise
,
critical
and
strong
as
he
stared
out
at
the
populace
omnisciently
with
his
undisciplined
mustache
and
disunited
eyes
.
Sinking
invalids
blew
kisses
to
him
from
windows
.
Aproned
shopkeepers
cheered
ecstatically
from
the
narrow
doorways
of
their
shops
.
Tubas
crumped
.
Here
and
there
a
person
fell
and
was
trampled
to
death
.
Sobbing
old
women
swarmed
through
each
other
frantically
around
the
slow
-
moving
truck
to
touch
Milo
’
s
shoulder
or
press
his
hand
.
Milo
bore
the
tumultuous
celebrations
with
benevolent
grace
.
He
waved
back
to
everyone
in
elegant
reciprocation
and
showered
generous
handfuls
of
foilcovered
Hershey
kisses
to
the
rejoicing
multitudes
.
Lines
of
lusty
young
boys
and
girls
skipped
along
behind
him
with
their
arms
linked
,
chanting
in
hoarse
and
glassy
-
eyed
adoration
,
"
Milo
!
Mi
-
lo
!
Mi
-
lo
!
"
Now
that
his
secret
was
out
,
Milo
relaxed
with
Yossarian
and
Orr
and
inflated
opulently
with
a
vast
,
shy
pride
.
His
cheeks
turned
flesh
-
colored
.
Milo
had
been
elected
mayor
of
Palermo
—
and
of
nearby
Carini
,
Monreale
,
Bagheria
,
Termini
Imerese
,
Cefalu
,
Mistretta
and
Nicosia
as
well
—
because
he
had
brought
Scotch
to
Sicily
.
Yossarian
was
amazed
.
"
The
people
here
like
to
drink
Scotch
that
much
?
"
"
They
don
’
t
drink
any
of
the
Scotch
,
"
Milo
explained
.
"
Scotch
is
very
expensive
,
and
these
people
here
are
very
poor
.
"
"
Then
why
do
you
import
it
to
Sicily
if
nobody
drinks
any
?
"
"
To
build
up
a
price
.
I
move
the
Scotch
here
from
Malta
to
make
more
room
for
profit
when
I
sell
it
back
to
me
for
somebody
else
.
I
created
a
whole
new
industry
here
.
Today
Sicily
is
the
third
largest
exporter
of
Scotch
in
the
world
,
and
that
’
s
why
they
elected
me
mayor
.
"
