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"
Not
at
all
.
But
the
bouncers
are
.
And
things
can
get
awkward
.
"
He
flicked
through
a
sheaf
of
fifties
,
added
a
smaller
stack
of
twenties
,
weighed
them
in
his
hand
,
then
passed
them
over
to
Shadow
.
"
Here
,
"
he
said
.
"
Your
first
week
’
s
wages
.
"
Shadow
pocketed
the
money
without
counting
it
.
"
So
,
that
’
s
what
you
do
?
"
he
asked
.
"
To
make
money
?
"
"
Rarely
.
Only
when
a
great
deal
of
cash
is
needed
fast
.
On
the
whole
,
I
make
my
money
from
people
who
never
know
they
’
ve
been
taken
,
and
who
never
complain
,
and
who
will
frequently
line
up
to
be
taken
when
I
come
back
that
way
again
.
"
"
That
Sweeney
guy
said
you
were
a
hustler
.
"
"
He
was
right
.
But
that
is
the
least
of
what
I
am
.
And
the
least
of
what
I
need
you
for
,
Shadow
.
"
Snow
spun
through
their
headlights
and
into
the
windshield
as
they
drove
through
the
darkness
.
The
effect
was
almost
hypnotic
.
"
This
is
the
only
country
in
the
world
,
"
said
Wednesday
,
into
the
stillness
,
"
that
worries
about
what
it
is
.
"
"
What
?
"
"
The
rest
of
them
know
what
they
are
.
No
one
ever
needs
to
go
searching
for
the
heart
of
Norway
.
Or
looks
for
the
soul
of
Mozambique
.
They
know
what
they
are
.
"
