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Grin. Wink. I told him that the only reason I had done it was to kick the Forum Team's butt. I had a run of great luck. Our hotel room had been paid for, I guess by Miller Freeman. I tried to take a cab across town that evening, but the hotel insisted I take a limo. The next day, the hotel's publishers ATM was broken. I checked out and there was a $9 refund, which they gave me in cash--exactly what I needed to make it to the airport and still have some money publishers left for lunch. I took a cab to the airport. The cab driver, Amat or Ajak--sadly I only remember that he was Armenian and his name was only two letters from "Awad"--asked what I was carrying in the big Keel case.
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