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The next day, Sunday, the hangover reminded Haney where he had been the night before.
The hangover in turn reminded him of his conversation with the weirdy, and he groaned.
He went for more aspirin later in the day, and passed the surly landlord on the way -- he was still alive and scowling as usual, as if tenants were a burden in his life.
Phil shrugged and ignored him.

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