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Old Music and the Slave Women by Ursula K. Le Guin The Chief Intelligence Officer of the Ekumenical Embassy toWerrel, a man who on his home world had the name to the Stabiles on Hain as the Embassys chief stupidity officer. He had been able, however, to retain a few clandestine links with friends in the Free City even after the Legitimate would let one or two of its people slip across the lines and talk with them, be seen with them, offer proof that despite the Legitimates, but remained neutral and ready to deal with rightful authority on either side. Jit City? said the Ambassador. Never mind. But how do you get there? Always the problem with Utopia, Esdan said. Well, I can pass with contact lenses, if nobodys looking closely. Crossing the Divide is the tricky bit. did not take place. A brain after a stroke. and blocked streets, wreckage and rubble. East of the Divide was Legitimate territory: downtown, government offices, into the plains at last. Through both ran the great East-West highways, empty. a lot of practice in the old days getting runaway assets out to Yeowe and freedom. He found it interesting to be the one package not the postman. But somewhere in the connection there had been a bad link. tried to see if his driver was dead but could not look around before they shoved him into the car. the Council and ambassadors from the spaceport. Its main section could be curtained to separate men from women out. found himself sitting between two men and facing three others and the car starting up was, Im getting too old for this. realised then he had been hoping they were taking him back to the Embassy. What a fool. just to be out of the Embassy, out in the air, in the world, and moving, going fast. his eye. Each looked away instantly. shared the worship of Kamye, the Swordsman, the Bondsman. How long wo