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August 8, 2007

Tanya: Peach

She pulled the small bottle from the receiving end of the still, and replaced it with another. Peach this week. The supply ship wouldn’t be around for another eight months, so they were left to provide for themselves.

Peach was the terraboy Jake’s favorite, and she’d made it just for him. He’d had a bad week, accidentally jacking the air off from shift commander Sharpton’s work suit, three days before. He’d been legally cleared, but was still utterly despondent.

She remembered how Sharpton had dishonored her baby sister, corked the two bottles, and hitched to the bar, to comfort the Earthy.

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