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... king the waterfall while Monroe crouched on the bank, intently focused on a school of minnows that were dancing under the water, just out of reach.
It was easy to forget that Holmstead was primitive.
Miraculous healing and extended life spans tended to infer an advanced society, although Bob knew those were simply his prejudices from years of reading science fiction.
Still, when Jimmi had informed him that it would take two months to have the two hundred and one thousand ...
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