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Baker snorted derisively. You could help to change the world, An Linh said. I'll work for such a system, Stoner repeated, if you will. And I will, too, Jo said.
He slept . . . and dreamed, the images kicking in one after another as if his mind were a vehicle that had been thrust into high gear by the adrenalin-rush of the war.
