Kurt Vonnegut

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    I should want to go to jail?” said Paul, trying to get some sort of message for himself out of the anecdote.
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    “Well, it doesn’t.” Paul reflected that the big trouble, really, was finding something to believe in.
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    Lasher patted Paul on his shoulder as Paul handed the glasses on to him. “Smile, Doctor Proteus—you’re somebody now, like your old man was. Who’s got a bottle?”
    Finnerty produced one.
    Lasher took it, and toasted the others. “To all good Indians,” he said, “past, present, and future. Or, more to the point—to the record.”
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