 What city is Temple-Tracy in?
A gun is an interesting weapon; it can be hired, of course, and naturally doesn't care who hires it. The evening was dark, it was unlikely that the other even saw the circle of steel that was the mouth of the shotgun barrel, now resting on the car's window ledge. And at that moment, the universe caved inward upon Joseph Marie Prantera. He was in, he thought, a hospital and his first reaction was to think, This here California. A door slid open in the wall in a way that Joe had never seen a door operate before. The other spoke precisely and slowly, the way a highly educated man speaks a language which he reads and writes fluently but has little occasion to practice vocally. Joe had been born in Naples and his mother had died in childbirth. It opened on his approach, the door sliding back into the wall in much the same manner as the room's door had opened for Reston-Farrell. He looked out, however, not on the lawns and walks of a sanitarium but upon a wide boulevard of what was obviously a populous city. He wondered, all over again, if this was some kind of pressure cooker. Whatever the something else was, a slot opened in the middle of the table and a glass, so clear of texture as to be all but invisible, was elevated. You are no longer in Los Angeles—" "Ya think I'm stupid? "I was about to say, Los Angeles of 1960.
 Nuevo Los Angeles
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