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yours is … think about my job, okay, think about … BASS is Saul, Saul is BASS, he is amazing legendary iconic, old, scar, my head is itching, do you like this thing?, she can’t hear me … BASS, Saul is so different from what you would think, would rule this place, he is like an antique in so many ways, I don’t mean old, he is old, I mean antiquated with these old ideas, values, and in this place that was so … progressive, gay-rights capital and all, does she do women? she can’t hear me … but progressive, cats laws about cats, pets’ rights you name it … the only way the Mayor, Rabin, could ever run this city is if it was destroyed, going to be destroyed, he was the only way to stop, no atheists in foxholes, no atheists in an earthquake … atheists means no God no religion, he doesn’t wear it on his sleeve but it’s underneath, down deep, from his generation maybe, no he’s not that old, I hope she’s not underage, doesn’t matter, who’s going to arrest me, me? funny … I won’t arrest me, but why do I feel bad about it … Paul’s better, he’s religious too I think but not … intolerant, he doesn’t isn’t won’t judge us, he wouldn’t arrest me, Michael is not religious, British not, he’s married though, that might be better for Saul, he’s not better than me, why does the old man prefer him, because he’s white?… she’s white, I like white, she can’t hear me … could be a white thing, I don’t know, do I really know? white is an old idea too … but I shouldn’t think this way about him, he’s never done anything bad to me, it’s his money here, look at this room, look at her, look at her lips, what?… keep, your, eyes, closed, oh, okay … no, my head itches, I’m done.
    There was nothing here pertaining to the murder case, but it was definitely interesting. I’d had no idea that D had suspicions about Saul Rabin, probably because he could never say them in his position, and I was even more surprised that he thought I had been favored by the old man. It sounded like D had found out that Saul was grooming me ahead of him, though I didn’t see why that would matter much to him, with Paul as the heir apparent to the throne. When the king eventually passed on, his son the prince would constitute his own court. Also interesting were D’s thoughts about the underlying beliefs, more palatable in the son than in the father, which brought my attention back to the Asian tech, who was now finished with his dive and staring at me.
    â€œDid you get rid of her copy?” I asked him.
    â€œIt’s gone, far as east from west,” he answered. “That’s from the Bible, you know.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œThat expression … our sins are sent away, as far as east from west.”
    Riiiight, I thought, realizing that someone had indoctrinated this young man in one of the much-maligned religions that followed an ancient book as if it were true. I wondered if he was of the fringe variety who were hounded by activists because they thought only straight people were going to heaven. That viewpoint was about as popular as an enema with most people, and it could get you killed, because the only thing not tolerated in our culture was any form of intolerance. BASS had taken quite a bit of heat, in fact, because the Mayor had refused to prosecute such religious varieties, as long as they did not commit violence against others. I knew he had many old-fashioned ideas, but I was still a bit surprised that someone like him would be allowed to work here.
    â€œDid you learn that at the Presidio?” I asked.
    â€œSome … there were some believers there. More than you might think.” He winked, inexplicably. “But I was born and raised in South Korea.”
    â€œOhhh,” I said,