"'Course not, Fay. My new inventions aren't for Micro or any other firm. They're just a legitimate part of my literary endeavors. Happens my next insanity novel is goin' to be about a mad inventor." --FRITZ LEIBER Transcriber's Note -- Changes made [original in brackets]: "Society can't have much use for us [use] It's the Cheshire [Chesire] cat in reverse. "Zen ['Zen] come near me," "Ha, wouldn't you like to know?" [know? ] Fay retorted. Grab a ticket to ecstasy! [ecstacy] And every hundredth time it says them out loud and the tickler gives [give] so it can spot and follow him around then [the] target Postmen deliver topside [top-side] mail We-Who-Are-About-To-Die [We-Who Are-About-To-Die] the scanning and [and and] decision-making They 'think,' to use that archaic [archiac] word did that drug-addict girl friend of yours ever take you to a ["a" missing] genuine orgy "Have you no heart?" Fay [Gay] demanded. But Gusterson [Gunderson] was already shaking his head. now-familiar triple-jointed [joined] shrug just like nomads need horses.[,]