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We see what the hillside 建物 sees...across デザレット to the 白 Antarctic Sands.. in the near distance a little dust-devil gathers, perhaps getting ready to go to work at the telephone company, where it will talk to puzzled customers ("who's there? You who?) or ring empty phonebooths for 8-10 hours straight... low paying, unsatisfying work. |
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