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Pharaoh Snarfu, or Phil the Pharaoh, as he was known to his mates, was hunkered down at the back of the building site waiting for the High Priest to pass him the reefer. “That’s some shit you found this week, Dave.” “It’s from the new crop I’m growing in my field down by the Nile. …
The office was full. With only one booth open there was only one thing to do. He kept calling, at the top of his voice, until they sent for the manager. “Ingegnere, mi dica?” “Who is running this place?” he said. “I comunisti?” The Engineer always rose early. Though that morning he had special reason …