Conference Comms
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“At least mute yourself when you’re not talking!” Dax begged, hands over her ears.
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“At least mute yourself when you’re not talking!” Dax begged, hands over her ears.
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“You said the wrong/right thing and his face went stony”
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“Economical huffings,/elbow-strikes and de-handcuffings.”
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“This one is dead as the grass./Let him pass, let him pass.”
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“You take off at a flat gallop./Trees snatch at the light as you pass, and then — wallop!”
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“What are the implications for mental health/of being an amnesiac super-functional self?”
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“Clammy with questions, he blundered around/and I took him without a sound.”
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“It’s Langley again, the goddamn CIA,/whom you are obliged to inform that Jason Bourne just got away.”
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Find a girl. Ask her out. SHIELD agents don’t count.
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