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The
shoulderstock
had
been
removed
entirely
,
replaced
with
a
wooden
pistolgrip
wound
with
dull
black
tape
.
He
smelled
of
sweat
and
ganja
.
'
That
the
only
one
you
got
?
’
'
Sure
,
mon
,
’
he
said
,
wiping
oil
from
the
black
barrel
with
a
red
cloth
,
the
black
poly
wrapping
bunched
around
the
pistolgrip
in
his
other
hand
,
'
I
an
’
I
th
’
Rastafarian
navy
,
believe
it
.
’
Case
pulled
the
trodes
down
across
his
forehead
.
He
’
d
never
bothered
to
put
the
Texas
catheter
back
on
,
at
least
he
could
take
a
real
piss
in
the
Villa
Straylight
,
even
if
it
was
his
last
.
He
jacked
in
.
'
Hey
,
’
the
construct
said
,
'
ol
’
Peter
’
s
totally
apeshit
,
huh
?
’
They
seemed
to
be
part
of
the
Tessier
-
Ashpool
ice
now
;
the
emerald
arches
had
widened
,
grown
together
,
become
a
solid
mass
.
Green
predominated
in
the
planes
of
the
Chinese
program
that
surrounded
them
.
'
Gettin
’
close
,
Dixie
?
’
'
Real
close
.
Need
you
soon
.
’
'
Listen
,
Dix
.
Wintermute
says
Kuang
’
s
set
itself
up
solid
in
our
Hosaka
.
I
’
m
going
to
have
to
jack
you
and
my
deck
out
of
the
circuit
,
haul
you
into
Straylight
,
and
plug
you
back
in
,
into
the
custodial
program
there
,
Wintermute
says
.
Says
the
Kuang
virus
will
be
all
through
there
.
Then
we
run
from
inside
,
through
the
Straylight
net
.
’
'
Wonderful
,
’
the
Flatline
said
,
'
I
never
did
like
to
do
anything
simple
when
I
could
do
it
ass
-
backwards
.
’
