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along..."
They were confronted by sign company men who were just finishing the placing of a series of
bronze company nameplates to direct visitors down the vast stretches of marble hallways. Bang-Bang
was in the way and I couldn't read them.
"Now, this first office," said Izzy, "is just one of the mask companies." The sign said:

INCREDIBLE OPPORTUNITIES, INC.
President: G. H. Ginsberg Secretary: Rebecca Mossberg

Izzy opened the door. A palatial waiting room with all-chrome furniture and murals of
industries was being cleaned industriously by a young man. A further door inside had President on
it in chrome.
But Izzy did not take them in. "I didn't get a chance to finish up," he said. "Some cleaning
and lettering is still in progress. I am sorry."
He took them to the next office. The door sign said:

FANTASTIC MERGERS, INC.
A Delaware Corporation
President: Isaac Stein
Secretary: Rabbi Schultman

The waiting room was in black onyx. Two young girls with their hair done up in bandannas were
cleaning. Izzy shut the door quickly.
One after another, Izzy opened up office suites. The Reliable this and the Astonishing that



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and each one with different presidents and secretaries and boards. Each one was furnished in
superlative, startlingly different furniture.
"Who are all these people?" said Heller. "These presidents and secretaries and things?"
"They're not interlocking!" said Izzy hastily. "They cannot be penetrated by your enemies.
They even have different furnishings but that's because this was an office furniture firm and it
liked to show off its wares."
"But who are these people?" said Heller.
Izzy sighed. "Some were very hard to contact but we know where they all are now. Some live in
Curacao, some in Israel, there's even one who lives in an old folks home in New Jersey. We have
all their signatures," he added hastily.
Izzy pushed on. "Now, I regret to say, we come to one that is giving us trouble. Not the
corporation. The decoration." The door sign said:

THE BEAUTIFUL TAHITI GILT-EDGED BEACHES
WONDER CORPORATION
Incorporated in Tahiti
President: Simon Levy
Secretary: Jeane le Zippe

When he opened the door, an expanse of bamboo furniture was tumbled about. The walls were