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Well, why don’t you go ahead, then?
Aren’t you the one deciding?
Nobody cared. She was invisible.
If they could find her here, flight was pointless. Nowhere was safe.
But first, please, settle in. Dinner in an hour. I’ll ring the gong to let you know.
You think we should all let go of our grudges?
It had ground her down, over the years. She could feel it.
The only way we can survive is if everyone trusts us.
People, on the whole, preferred to think of life as a straightforward, uncomplicated matter.
Perhaps they’d stop coming to the door if they thought no one was here.
Come into the dark room here, and let us have one final word alone.
The carriage dashed through streets and swept round corners.
The door is locked then, my friend?
Je n’ai jamais rien fait qu’attendre devant la porte fermée.
C’est ma volonté.
The place still empty?
No one ever learned why.
We do not talk very much.
Each hut had a single door, a low door that could only be entered by crouching, and there were no windows.
C’est une idée de génie.
What’s happened to you?
It was like a dance, a crazy kind of dance.
You’re drunk now.
But you came back here, anyway?
Streets like the one she lived on were no accident.
He listened to the sound of her key turning in the lock.
She examined this train of thought with care.
She started choosing her words carefully.
What about hard work and loyalty, not to mention coolness and courage and charm?
Because thoughts were real.
I have to do this part by myself.
Who wants to sit down when you can dance?
They could sit in silence.
Isn’t it nice of you to say so?
The main doors open. The group enters. The main doors close.
Don’t quit now, he tells himself.
You are being far too abstract. These are real people.
She was there to make things better.
It was her world, so familiar she took it for granted.
This is the best thing that could have happened.
Too smart is too restless and no happiness, ever.
Is that where we’re going, then?
What are tears if not drops of sea water?
So you’re saying we’ve got the ground all covered?
And that’s what we’re doing, we’re travelling to the future.
It’s down to us to keep going.
You want to look to the future.
What manner of oddness is this?
And right there and then I lost the faith, and I never got it back.
I understood it was a signal.

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