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##§*†;«,¨¨ Orange-Clad Train-Climber Crew, Moving ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ Along The Rusty Cargo Cars Like Some ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Species Of Ferrophage Insect. Up And ¨¨,«;†*§##
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Down The Train, Checking Bolts, Oiling ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
§*†;«,¨¨¨¨ Joints, Drinking Coffee, Smoking ¨¨¨¨,«;†*§
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Cigarettes. ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ We Were Going South Through Finland At ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Furnace, Watching The Aurora borealis. ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ Twenty-Something Members Of The Crew, ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ Most Of Which Were Mechanics, Or ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Loaders, With Large And Hairy Hands ¨¨,«;†*§##
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ That Could Swallow My Entire Body. And ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
§*†;«,¨¨¨¨ Me Featuring As The Cute And Asocial ¨¨¨¨,«;†*§
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Radio Operator, Stationed In The Back ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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###§*†;«,¨ Served Me Good And Well. ¨,«;†*§###
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ And Then One Night, There'S A Missile. ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ The Tail, And Drop Some Off, As A Way ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ Of Earning Some Extra Money. But A ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ Missile, And Appearing Silently In The ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Middle Of The Night At That? Not ¨¨,«;†*§##
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Entirely... Comfortable. ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ I Call It In On The Walkie-Talkie. Not ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ Many Others Awake, They Know Nothing ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ About It, And Appear Concerned As Well. ¨,«;†*§###
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ When I Fall Awake In The Afternoon, ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ Karl Is There, Smiling At Me. "Hey ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ Boy," He Says, "Wanna Help Me Make A ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Call?" ¨¨,«;†*§##
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ The Frequency From His Notebook, And ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ After A While There'S A Reply In ¨¨,«;†*§##
###§*†;«,¨ Pan-Slavic. Karl Laughs And Makes A ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Reply In The Same Language. Even Though ¨¨,«;†*§##
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ We Both Have Headphones I Can'T Follow ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Few Times. ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
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###§*†;«,¨ I'M Almost Snoozing Again At The Time ¨,«;†*§###
##§*†;«,¨¨ Karl Puts Down The Headphones And Slaps ¨¨,«;†*§##
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ Me On My Back. "Allright Boy. I Just ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
§*†;«,¨¨¨¨ Sold A Missile." He Practically Beams ¨¨¨¨,«;†*§
#§*†;«,¨¨¨ At Me, Teeth Filed Sharp. "Wanna Make A ¨¨¨,«;†*§#
##§*†;«,¨¨ Detour?" ¨¨,«;†*§##
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