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There was a battered hubcap lying in the middle of 71st Street, halfway down the block. She also said, very nicely, that if she went up, she wantedto buy a VW minibus from a guy she knew. Larry Shaw was, at that time, editing a new magazine called Infinity for Royal Publications. He held them out for her to see, then the hand returned them to thepocket.
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