In the right light (preferably dim), gaunt, greying Lorenzo Emil Parry, 50, wore the austere look of a doctor of divinity. His manner was grave, his clothes sober and he affected rimless octagonal glasses. One starlit night last week, Lorenzo Parry strode confidently across the gothic, ivied quadrangle of Berkeley's Pacific School of Religion, smashed a window in the administration building and went to work.
Lorenzo Parry was a toiler, all right, but not in the vineyard: he was a safecracker with 25 years of experience (counting periods of enforced inactivity).
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