Leroy Neiman Lady Liberty painting

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Saladin's optimism grew, but the red tape surrounding his return to more obstructive than he expected. The banks were taking their time about unblocking his accounts; he was obliged to borrow from Pamela. Nor was work easy to come by. His agent, Charlie Sellers, explained over the phone: "Clients get funny. They start talking about zombies, they feel sort of unclean: as "if they were robbing a grave." Charlie, who still sounded in her early fifties like a disorganized and somewhat daffy young thing of the best county stock, gave the impression that she rather sympathized with the clients' point of view. "Wait it out," she advised. "They'll come round. After all, it isn't as if you were Dracula, for heaven's sake." Thank you, Charlie.
Yes: his obsessive loathing of Gibreel, his dream of exacting some cruel and appropriate revenge, -- these were things of the past, aspects of a reality