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Chapter 6 Alain was feeling dead on his feet as he left the restaurant. Despite the throbbing agony of his telepause, he felt he could sleep for a full day straight through. It struck him as only one more irony in a long chain that now, when he could sleep, he dared not do so. He still had a couple of hours left on his estimated head start, and he had to use them to maximum advantage. There would be time enough for sleep if and when he reached a place of relative safety. Walking was the only truly anonymous activity left on Earth, he reflected. When you did anything else, you had to present an identity card to someone, and could thereby be traced. But there was still no way to track the movements of an isolated pedestrian. The city closed its impersonal cloak of night around him. Pedest