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Post by James T. Kirk on Apr 21, 2009 13:52:07 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**Kirk, who had by now of course figured out that none of the door here opened by themselves, held the door of Le Rouge open for Iji. Who was, after all and despite the gun and the talking to herself, a lady. "Here we are, Miss Iji," he said. In the common room, a few patrons ate, and a few more walked by on their way to or from their rooms. And none of them seemed to belong exactly to the same time period or world.
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