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¨¨-«:*£# down the train, checking bolts, oiling ##&£*:«-¨¨
¨¨¨-«:*£ joints, drinking coffee, smoking #&£*:«-¨¨¨
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¨-«:*£## the time, sleeping close to the ###&£*:«-¨
¨¨-«:*£# 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 ##&£*:«-¨¨
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¨¨¨-«:*£ after he's brought me coffee, i dial #&£*:«-¨¨¨
¨¨-«:*£# 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 ##&£*:«-¨¨
¨-«:*£## at all, but i hear the word "missile" a ###&£*:«-¨
¨¨-«:*£# 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 ##&£*:«-¨¨
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