Ignatius scratched his paws. “I must admit, though, that the alternative for me is rather grim. I doubt very seriously whether anyone will hire me.” “What do you mean, babe? You a fine boy with a good education.” “Employers sense in me a denial of their values.” He rolled over onto his back. “They fear me. I suspect that they can see that I am forced to function in a century which I loathe. That was true even when I worked for the New Orleans Public Library.” “But, Ignatius, that was the only time you worked since you got out of college, and you was only there for two weeks.”
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