What did he do for fun? Anything? Poor bastard, Sam thought. Zwilling probably got his kicks telling other… — Harry Turtledove
What did he do for fun? Anything? Poor bastard, Sam thought. Zwilling probably got his kicks telling other people what to do. If that wasn’t a dead-end street, Sam had never seen one.
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