Eating a bagel in the morning on a
bench. People are finding it, and it's thanks to you."
Kurt smiled a shy smile. "You're just trying to cheer me up," he said.
"Course I am," Andy said. "You deserve to be full of cheer."
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"Don't bother," Andy said. "Seriously, it's not worth it. We'll just
find somewhere else to locate the repeater. It's not worth all the
bullshit you're getting."
"Screw that. They told me that they'd take one. They're the only ones
*I* talked into it. My contribution to the effort. And they're fucking
*anarchists* -- they've *got* to be into this. It's totally irrational!"
He was almost crying.
"I don't want you to screw up your friendships, Kurt. They'll come
around on their own. You're turning yourself inside out over this, and
it's just not worth it. Come on, it's cool." He turned around his laptop
and showed the picture to Kurt. "Check it out, people with tails. An
entire gallery of them!" There were lots of pictures like that on the
net. None of people without belly buttons, though.
Kurt took a pull off his beer. "Disgusting," he said and clicked through
the gallery.
The Greek looked over their shoulder. "It's real?"
"It's real, Larry," Alan said. "Freaky, huh?"
"That's terrible," the Greek said. "Pah." There were five or six other
network users out on the Greek's, and it was early yet.
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