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On the way home he was still thoughtful. The biological laboratory had an atmosphere that was all its own. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand.
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