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Horrible Example Clifford D. Simak Copyright 1961 Tobias staggered down the street and thought how tough it was. He hadn't any money and Joe, the barkeep, had hurled him out of Happy Hollow tavern before he'd much more than wet his whistle and now all that was left for him was the cold and lonely shack that he called a home and no one gave a damn, no matter what might happen. For, he told himself, with maudlin self-pity, he was nothing but a bum and a drunken one at that and it was a wonder the town put up with him at all. It was getting dusk, but there still were people on the street and he could sense that they were trying, very consciously, not to look at him. And that was all right, he told himself. If they didn't want to look, that was all right with him. They didn't have to look. If it helped them any, there was no reason they should look. He was the town's disgrace. He was its people's social cross. He was their public shame. He was the horrible example. And he was unique, for there never was more than one of him in any little town - there simply wasn't room for more than one like him. He reeled forlornly down the sidewalk and he saw that Elmer Clark |
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