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No. 44, they're calling him. The Mysterious Stranger? I've had at least three southern grad students (!) tell me there's something indefinably frightening or untrustworthy about him. Not that he was black, liberal, Muslim, smart, but that something was wrong. Which pretty neatly became my opinion about them, of course. The narrator of No. 44 comes to see the stranger as the sensible one.