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"Yes, he is here now. I'm getting a name. Roy .. no, Ray? theitalian job Yes, that's it. Ray." He began speaking to the invisible Ray. "Ray is a young spirit," he told his listeners. "He says he always watched television in this apartment. He died in 1963." The spiritualist listened some more to the invisible speaker and said, "Ray, I am going to guide you to the Light. You theitalian job have no place here. Leave these good people alone. Go from theitalian job this place." He walked across the living room and into the bedroom. "Yes, Ray, there is the Light. Walk into it, Ray. Walk into the Light." He paused in the doorway, stood silently, then finally said, "He has left. He is at peace." "Yeah, but the fucking television is still locked into fucking 1963, you jerk!" shouted Rob, unable to conceal his chagrin as a commercial for Camel cigarets came onscreen. "The spirit is gone," said the spiritualist stated coolly.
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