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 yes( )   ( )no Should RoadRunner be subjected to some kind of UDP?
 yes( )   ( )no ... active UDP (cancels) ?
 yes( )   ( )no ... passive UDP (drop messages) ?
 yes( )   ( )no ... all-groups UDP? (as opposed to specific groups)
 yes( )   ( )no Are you a Usenet sysadmin? How big:_   How long:_
 yes( )   ( )no Should another server be subjected to UDP? Who:_
 yes( )   ( )no Should UDPs be used more often?
 yes( )   ( )no Should UDPs be used less often?
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was pulled off, and there stood the Lascar and     
the Negro, grinning down at me.  I stirred wearily, and felt  
for my money.  "I will pay you," I said.                    
    "Pay nuthin'," said the Negro.                          
    "Butch was going to kill me before we reached New          
York," said the Lascar.  "You saved me, now I save you,       
and we put up a fight against the discrimination against      
us.  Come on in."                                      
    "Race, creed, and color do not matter," I thought.  "All     
men bleed red."  They led me into a warm room where          
there were two light colored Negro women.  Soon I was       
wrapped in hot blankets, eating hot food.  Then, they        
showed me a place where I could sleep, and I drifted off.     











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                     CHAPTER SEVEN

    For two days and nights I slept, my exhausted body
hovering between two worlds.  Life had always been h