Cindy thought for a moment to remember the last time she went on a binge of researching her favorite folk-rock song lyrics. Fortunately, she'd done that with thorough vigor. "A homeless lady, a drag queen, and a guy who couldn't be identified except the neighbors said his name was George. They couldn't even do dental records, because there wasn't enough intact. What was left of his body was in his bathtub when they went through the wreckage of his building, but his tongue was found someplace far from it. I remember thinking it was funny that the families of the homeless lady and the drag queen came to get them, but some whitebread, white-collar guy was just a bag of medical waste....sorry, getting too gruesome. But hurricanes aren't really anybody in my world's calling card that I can think of offhand."
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