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It was all so confusing! The sun was dipping low in the west, which softened the ragged skyline and made thedestruction a tiny bit more tol Quan Lidubbed it a 'ferryman. What did he want, a spin-off of his own? It wasn't like his legs hadfallen off. He owed something to Renie and the others--and to Sam Fredericks, too.
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