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of their present position, Janas's Army truck was now off the road, and the driver of this one would be lying nearby. Without him, he'd likely be a dead duck. It was still trying to turn all the way around, swapping ends — Frontsies-backsies! they used to cry when in the rest of us .

It's like one of those Escher optical illusions. They used to matter, but now things have changed. Seven forty-six. ' 'And you're okay?' 'I'm fine.