From: dmr@medicated.Corp.Sun.COM (Daniel Rosenberg)
Subject: [ Intro, Untitled-4 ]
Date: 7 Jul 92 23:23:23 GMT

[ Intro, Untitled-4 ]

A tall, close-shorn figure holds open the door of the Chatsubo,
and stands just outside, mist gathering on his head and glowing
in a sodium streetlamp halo. He beckons to someone, and a shambling
tower of shredded overcoat and wild, long, tangly hair responds,
passing through the vestibule.

The pair wind through the crowd, the streak-faced frightwig being led
by the tired-eyed one from behind, and they sit at the bar together.

"I'm Daniel, and this is William Williams. We're from the State
Hospital," the close-shorn one says, by way of explanation to
a mildly wary Ratz.

"I have William here on an evening pass, and he was quite insistent
on coming here. I'm his psychologist. He's got what we call
disorganized schizoaffective personality disorder with psychotic
features -- but he isn't dangerous."

William has been sitting placidly on his stool, staring straight
ahead with great concentration. Just as Daniel finishes his
introduction, his charge swoops out with his left hand and knocks
Daniel to the ground several meters away, staring straight ahead
all the while.

The voice is a barely registered low grumble: "Fuckin' am too."

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