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41562	Dick, Philip K.	The Hanging Stranger			.txt	text/plain	5426	854	100	Five o'clock Ed Loyce washed up, tossed on his hat and coat, got his car "There's a body hanging from the lamppost," Loyce said. "The body!" Loyce screamed, struggling to get past them. Loyce fought his way through the people. My kids were at school." Loyce looked from "I feel better," Loyce said. Loyce yanked the door open. Loyce leaped onto the curb and raced among the people, Loyce moved cautiously down the alley. For a long time Loyce watched, crouched behind a sagging fence in a pool Loyce closed his eyes in horror. He moved down the aisle and took a seat opposite Loyce. Loyce got to his feet. Ed Loyce slammed the door behind him and came into the living room. like all the rest of you." Loyce peered out the window. White-faced, his wife moved toward the closet and got down her coat. Loyce opened the door. "Come along, Loyce.	./cache/41562.txt	./txt/41562.txt