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And
the
horrible
part
was
that
the
present
-
day
German
Empire
was
a
product
of
that
brain
.
First
a
political
party
,
then
a
nation
,
then
half
the
world
.
And
the
Nazis
themselves
had
diagnosed
it
,
identified
it
;
that
quack
herbal
medicine
man
who
had
treated
Hitler
,
that
Dr
.
Morell
who
had
dosed
Hitler
with
a
patent
medicine
called
Dr
.
Koester
’
s
Antigas
Pills
—
he
had
originally
been
a
specialist
in
venereal
disease
.
The
entire
world
knew
it
,
and
yet
the
Leader
’
s
gabble
was
still
sacred
,
still
Holy
Writ
.
The
views
had
infected
a
civilization
by
now
,
and
,
like
evil
spores
,
the
blind
blond
Nazi
queens
were
swishing
out
from
Earth
to
the
other
planets
,
spreading
the
contamination
.
What
you
get
for
incest
:
madness
,
blindness
,
death
.
Brrr
.
She
shook
herself
.
"
Charley
,
"
she
called
to
the
fry
cook
.
"
You
about
ready
with
my
order
?
"
She
felt
absolutely
alone
;
getting
to
her
feet
she
walked
to
the
counter
and
seated
herself
by
the
register
.
No
one
noticed
her
except
the
young
Italian
truck
driver
;
his
dark
eyes
were
fixed
on
her
.
Joe
,
his
name
was
.
Joe
what
?
she
wondered
.
Closer
to
him
,
now
,
she
saw
that
he
was
not
as
young
as
she
had
thought
.
Hard
to
tell
;
the
intensity
all
around
him
disturbed
her
judgment
.
Continually
he
drew
his
hand
through
his
hair
,
combing
it
back
with
crooked
,
rigid
fingers
.
There
’
s
something
special
about
this
man
,
she
thought
.
He
breathes
—
death
.
It
upset
her
,
and
yet
attracted
her
.
Now
the
older
truck
driver
inclined
his
head
and
whispered
to
him
.
Then
they
both
scrutinized
her
,
this
time
with
a
look
that
was
not
the
ordinary
male
interest
.
"
Miss
,
"
the
older
one
said
.
Both
men
were
quite
tense
,
now
.
"
Do
you
know
what
this
is
?
"
He
held
up
a
flat
white
box
,
not
too
large
.
"
Yes
,
"
Juliana
said
.
"
Nylon
stockings
.
Synthetic
fiber
made
only
by
the
great
cartel
in
New
York
,
I
.
G
.
Farben
.
Very
rare
and
expensive
.
"
"
You
got
to
hand
it
to
the
Germans
;
monopoly
’
s
not
a
bad
idea
.
"
