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I wonder what the atmospheric sample will show.
What shall I do?
One at a time is enough.
He was sound asleep in a moment.
Was he the first to see it?
Untouched, it was.
I’ll have to take my chances.
I was taught to become a plant.
This is serious.
I wish I’d become a plant earlier.
All he wants to do is sit in the sun.
I’ve been a plant for several days, now.
Why do you think you’re a plant?
The room was quiet.
That’s how we’ve gotten along.
Let’s have a look at it.
It sat. There was silence.
How do you explain that?
There was a balance struck: it was enough.
Nothing had altered.
How could it be the same?
After all, there was the memory of a happiness.
She had known the passion of love.
He smiled a little, as if the silence pleased him.
How has it come to this?
But there is no escaping it now.
For he does not belong here.
They are all so intellectual.
He wonders why.
Has any time passed?
That makes perfect sense.
Do you want a beer?
There would be visual evidence.
Everything is temporary.
It’s hard work.
This is unexpected.
There was no echo.
Gone fishin’
There’s so much stuff in here.
We maintain that the world is an illusion.
I didn’t know you had a roommate.
We have to speak quietly.
Better not to know.
This sort of thing must happen all the time.
Things need to be done right.
What’s outside the window?
It was getting bizarre.
From here on it’s all good.
They were each other’s hostage.
Do not act like a drunken mouse.
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