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Stepping Once More into the Ganges
Heraclitus said you can't step twice into the same river. True, I was back to my old tricks spinning webs of lies, but I was sure things would turn out differently this time.
No sooner had I called the cab than my phone battery gave out for lack of nourishment. I'd planned to give Zitts a full report, but it would have to wait. Perhaps he'd be more impressed if I let him worry a bit. The sun had set over the Santa Monica Mountains more than an hour ago, and I was already in the cab when it occurred to me I should have called Felicia to let her know I was running late.
Coming off my successful negotiations with Lunk and Gupta, I was feeling mildly euphoric. Certainly there was the obvious reason for pride at having closed not one but two fairly tric
