Аннотация
Timothy Zahn
For Love of Amanda
"Music hath charms..." and, like any powerful tool, it must be handled with care.
The bar was a small local job, a bit shabby but clean enough, tucked away in an out-of-the-way corner of an equally worn working- class neighborhood.
I looked around as I sipped the beer I'd ordered. The clientele was pretty much the same mix I'd seen here every other evening for the past week: burly working-class men from the steel mills gathering for a little hearty Saturday-night conversation, a few lower-level professionals and their wives or girlfriends, plus a scattering of hopeful or hopeless singles, most of them looking a little on the burned-out side. There was also a sprinkling of travelers from the small and undistinguished hotels around the corner on the highway, most of them probably salesmen who spent far too much of their time in places like this.
But then, so had I, at least lately. And I was hardly in the sales business.
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