[…] and everyone's favorite neuronaut, Timothy Leary, all of whom kindly consented to Steamshovel interviews before moving to the higher plane of existence.

Mr. Campion appeared suitably impressed and she warmed to him. He was very easy to talk to with those long clown lines in his pale face, a natural goon, born rather too early she suspected.

From the first the Russian had exhibited every trait of his true character—selfishness, boorishness, arrogance, cowardice, and lust.

comfortably recessed from curious impertinents