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He lay face-down on the sidewalk. He was moving slowly, barely conscious of the crowd. They were discussing his plight."Jumped. . .fell. . .pushed. . .mugged. . .hit by a car. . ."Then the drivers loading him into the ambulance asked him a question for which he had no answer:"Sir,. . . .can you tell us who you are?"
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Wilk Van Buren,
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