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rhythms and reflexes of one another. It was a ball. There were two
dead bodies when all was done, and on one of them the town police
found a notebook which contained a list, a peculiar list, for it in–
cluded everyone, and yet there were more items on the list than
people present, and titles applicable to more than one, as
if
some of
the guests contained several categories within themselves. I give it as
it was scribbled down, a most appetizing menu:
a queer
a cop
a crook
a
Negro
a war hero
a movie star
an athlete
a dope addict
a socialite
a fisherman
an analyst
a call girl
a whore
a businessman
a mother
a father
a child
a sibling
a television entertainer
a politician
a writer
a painter
a jazzman
a rapist
