October 3 Tim

ON THE BEDSIDE TABLE at the Huntington Hotel in the room Ron uses to drop to the Brotherhood there's a book that gets distributed like a million identical others thanks to the fanaticism of a money-maker named Gideon. Sorta like acid, I think. But it's lying there closed and although I suspect that for some it gives great revelations, there's a reason why that single tome gets left behind while generations of towels get taken and replaced. It's a pretty good book, as far as historical fiction goes. If you mix it with LSD you're liable to make it an even more interesting read. More contemporary, at least.

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