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The Fan Man.
Book: Within five minutes, or ten minutes, no more than that, three of the others had called her on the telephone to ask her if she had heard that somethng had happened out there.
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"This ain't no Ice Cream Social!"
"Hey Grif, Chupathingy...how bout that? I like it...got a ring to it."
"I have no earthly idea what it is I just saw, or what this place is, or where in the hell O'Malley is! My only choice is to blame Grif for coming up with such a flawed plan. Stupid, stupid Grif."
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