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... everent, exactly. It was the kind of quiet that teams give themselves after they get through a thing without telling the world how difficult that thing was. Then Fizz ruined the solemnity by performing a tiny victory dance that looked like a pastry shop achieved sentience.
"Lets get to the core," Rhea said briskly. "Slip, tag, move."
Ray scrubbed a hand over his face, smearing dirt into a new family portrait of humility. He looked at John and didn’t attempt a smile because smiles ...
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