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a surplus had been declared, and étienne volunteered to surrender his
job, transferring to another position within the company that shared
the same job title, but performed entirely different work.  the
previous holder of his new job, who enjoyed less seniority than himself,
was in turn forced to transfer to a less desirable position with a
lesser job title.  in this way a third person at étienne's original
job was spared.  such were the convolutions of former\-monopoly
surveillance.
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concentration points, referred to as "surveillance shacks" by his
fellow tradesmen, were sprinkled generously throughout the small town.
étienne's new responsibilities included installation, maintenance, and
disconnection (rare, except in cases of site demolition or upgrades)
of circuits at twelve central offices and remote surveillance shacks
located within the town and its surrounding area.  beyond this
immediate charge, his personal sphere of responsibility comprised what
amounted to the entire southern half of the state, stretching from his
old home in the city to the southern border with kentucky.  when duty
called he would climb into his company truck and drive to the given
location to assess the situation, and possibly to administer aid.
priority was anyone's guess.
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the central offices were not staffed, as such.  his own reporting
location was home solely to an administrative assistant, out front,
and the sensitive surveillance equipment, concealed behind a false
façade that presented itself to the public as a web design firm.  the
receptionist didn't know anything about the false façade or the
equipment.  she only knew about websites.
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the solitude of étienne's shift encouraged him to reflect on the
nature of his new situation.  when grandma died, there had been no
remaining focal point for his father's family to rally around.  he
suspected that, barring funerals, he would probably never see most of
them again.  mother's family had all but disintegrated, many years
before.  that left violet and himself, working through the current
decade.  he'd approached the question of why he'd decided he needed to
come here, to grandfather's property, but hadn't yet pushed hard
enough to penetrate, and as a result he'd failed to enter into the
question properly.  the empty field that had confronted him when he
first arrived, expecting to rekindle fond memories of grandpa's
house, still haunted him as he stumbled over furniture, groping his
way around his new home in the dark.  waking up in the middle of the
night he realized that some of the new rooms shared the same shapes as
the ones he remembered from childhood.  but he was still mostly lost.
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the surveillance shacks were spaced at irregular intervals throughout
the town.  even the local addresses were sometimes hard to find.  he
spent more time locating the ones that were relatively close by than
he did the comparatively distant remote huts.  all things being equal,
putting gas in the truck was probably the worst part of his job.
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for his next shift, the manifest of his daily carry would include:
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	\- briefcase
		\- leaf w/ wireless physical keyboard
		\- plastic box w/ ink, nibs, brushes, pencils
		\- folder w/ blank paper
		\- notebooks (various)
		\- felt tip pens
		\- nabokov novels 1955\-1962 (library of america)
		\- berlin in the 1920s (taschen)
		\- 50 years of the u\-2 (schiffer military history)
		\- the shadow #1\-4 (dc)

	\- backpack
		\- full\-size leaf for extended sessions
		\- small hand tools (various)
		\- adapters, terminators, cords, clips, straps
		\- portable speaker (wireless)
		\- handheld game system
		\- pocket music player
		\- whatever books, magazines, etc., wouldn't fit in
		the briefcase

	\- rolling carry\-on
		\- tools for work
			\- redacted
			\- redacted
			\- redacted
			\- redacted
			\- redacted
		\- tool pouch w/ quick release pistol belt

	\- lunch bag
		\- stanley thermos
		\- pb & j sandwich
		\- container of apple slices
		\- power bar
		\- sencha green tea
		\- bottled water
		\- napkins (folded)
.P2
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étienne lugged all of this around everywhere he went.  the upside was
that he felt completely prepared for most any situation he was likely
to encounter, up to and including the complete shutdown of the local
municipal government.
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which presently obtained.