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You're very close. She's in the market town.
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One mile from the gap in the wall.
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You speak as if this is good news.
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Do I need to remind you that Wall is not part of our universe?
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If she crosses the threshold into the human realm,
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our star becomes nothing more than a pitted lump of metallic rock.
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Then I suggest you hurry up!
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What?
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Oh,what do you want?
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Sorry. Can I have a piece of paper and a pen?
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Ask me again at a more reasonable hour.
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No,I can't. I have to go.