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“I was working late that night at Universal Insurance; sometimes a girl’s gotta put in a little overtime if she’s gonna surf the web at work most of the day. Being a data entry drone was a safe gig for now. I still had my PI license, but the Company, as the Rumsfeld Stasi part of the CIA was still called even after his fatal car accident in a parked car, told me to cool it for a while. No better place to be invisible than a seedy insurance company in Hollywood. Still, the least those bastards could have done was get me a better job or any job. I had to dig this one up myself in the LA Times want ads. Since all publishing was banned, the LA Times is little more than a crappy zine with the Internet Broadcast schedule and want ads. Nevertheless, I hate newszines; the newsprint gets all over your hands. You’d think science could do something about that. But there wasn’t much science anymore, so I was out of luck, as usual.”