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January 5, 2006

Ted: Charon, Inc.

This part I hate: everytime I get to the scene, I always wind up knee deep. The displacement matrix should allow for terrain better.

I begin to collate data; temporal and spatial coords, number of customers, etc. I pull the first one out of his body to check his balance. He seems less disoriented than usual, able to form a sentence.

"Why are you here?"

"To collect your debts and recycle you, or to send you up the chain if you actually learned anything this time."

"How does it look?"

"Better luck next time," I reply. "Next lifetime, love better."

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