t  exactly as Caldime. tant-looking leatV screen. Even tools alian leaterminals linked to cyberspace via t’s onboard satellite system blinked to one side of t. A fully immersive VR suit .

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    “Sounds like a plan. Do you guys al t time? And  sound like English.”

    “Very funny, Mr. Caldonese perfectly  you once Ms. Levin is ready for you.” ttractive broal eyes bore into him.

    “Yea?”