My earbug was silent, but I felt an acute stemshiver which had to be Vuud. I was already on my way to meet my friends at a downtown eatery. We, actually Vuud, chose a modest neighborhood Bizeat. Ronnie greeted me, dressed to kill, outside the place, his furry face grinning up out of a sharp orange collar, brown jacket . A tall,batlike, brown shape stood up from where it had come to rest against the outside wall. I was so happy/fulfilled to see Vuud, he pulled back his hood from his ...