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What was that noise? The pick-up is on, Johnny lied. The building was a temporary structure and the wall between me and the sergeant's office was a thin laminate; I could hear voices through it without being able to make out the words. I'm sending you out to General Headquarters for assignment. t shooting down road technicians as a class, because the country can't get along without us - consequ
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