Maria8475
It goes on.....
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The Pearls That Were His Eyes
Wealth is too precious to be entrusted to the rich.
Beka: You know if you don’t want me to go, why don’t you just say so?
Dylan: I don’t want you to go.
Beka: Damn. I didn’t thing you’d just say so!
Dylan: *reading a letter from Trance* Don’t worry I’ll look after her. Trance.
Harper: So?
Dylan: So now I’m worried!
Dylan: We have plenty of currency, it’s just that none of it is current!
Beka: I hate planets. How could anyone live like this? (well we manage it!!)
Beka: You shouldn’t drink. It impairs your judgement. (let that be a lesson to us all! )
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Wealth is too precious to be entrusted to the rich.
Beka: You know if you don’t want me to go, why don’t you just say so?
Dylan: I don’t want you to go.
Beka: Damn. I didn’t thing you’d just say so!
Dylan: *reading a letter from Trance* Don’t worry I’ll look after her. Trance.
Harper: So?
Dylan: So now I’m worried!
Dylan: We have plenty of currency, it’s just that none of it is current!
Beka: I hate planets. How could anyone live like this? (well we manage it!!)
Beka: You shouldn’t drink. It impairs your judgement. (let that be a lesson to us all! )
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