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I know it’s about what’s missing.
All at once they were interested in what she had to say.
She had status. She mattered.
It seemed they viewed her differently now.
But I very much doubt that that could be what you’re allergic to.
I base the observation purely on empirical evidence.
I guess I can see your side of it.
I want to show you something.
Chants have been chanted, feet have been stomped.
Try to remember what you were like when you were that age.
Cold enough for you?
Winter getting to you?
Dwelling on the dark side these days?
If one of us fails, we all fail together.
It all looks good on paper to the powers that be.
It’s the words that should concern you, he thinks at them.
What made them tick? What did they want? Why did they do what they did?
And what will we find here? Favorite vegetables?
Light. And passion. That is what we’re looking for.
There was nothing he could have done better.
That’s all there was about it.
It’s all dashed puzzling.
This is the best thing that could have happened.
He didn’t want to talk.
That’s always the way in this world.
What on earth am I to do?
In a way, I couldn’t help sympathizing with the fellow.
I am well rested. I am happy.
But who’s going to want to use this? It’s unpredictable.
So you’re a fish out of water.
Nobody else is around.
There can’t be a patch of earth that has not had someone’s boot put upon it.
I almost wish we were going to the sea.
He wants the things that you don’t.
Roll the bottle this way if you please.
It was always that way and it always will be.
The impossible is impossible until the very moment it is not.
Still, it is hard not to wonder what he might look like.
They all seem very nice.
Fate singled him out, it was as simple as that.
The stars. Up there. There are too many stars.
Looking at the stars, she feels impossibly small.
We talked for a long time.
I expect you’ve travelled a long way.
He has no idea how he feels about this.
Everyone believed my story.
Our whole presence out here is the result of an accident.
The winner always writes the history.
And that was how I was going to stay.
It feels like coming home.
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