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“ C’ monloose, motherfuckah!” he said to the very old man, who was still screaming for protection. There were the usual number oftalking plant stories, giant ant stories, space pirate stories, westerns transplanted to alien environments,the Adam-&-Eve story, the after-the-Bomb story. It was the only place she could have hidden. The soldier raised up from the firmhole bottom, clutching with crooked hands at his head.
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