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Thedoorbellrangasecondtime.Icalleddownstairsaskingmywifetogetit,

butthenthepipesbledinandIrealizedshewasshowering.Isetdownthe

newspaperandwalkeddownthestairsinmysocks,noticingasalwaysthatthe

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otherdecorativeobject.ItwasadrizzlySaturdaymorningandno

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theunexpectedlyluridpaperbackIdbeenreading,andacrispnewdeckof

virtualcardsthatLuceandIhadfinallysavedupthecashtopurchase.

Ourswasanoldunitwithadoorthatsportedanactualpeephole–whichLuce

willtellyouisquaintifyourenotlookingathersquarely.Throughthe

holeIsawthreelittlegirlsinidenticalkhakiuniformsstandingthereall

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inthearduousdesertoftheirmission.Whatweretheyselling?Diditmatter?

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fromthevisionofthreelittlegirlsallinarow.

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thoughconsiderablythinner.Whensheturnedit,Isawitssimilaritiestoa

laptopdidntendthere.Metallicsilverdescribedjustthebacksideofit.

ThefrontlookedmuchlikealitLCDscreen,containingasceneverysimplein

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