That's what They called it, anyway. The notebook has words on it that I don't understand next to detailed charts of the heavens; a schedule?
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"Be good, you are chosen, chosen, chosen. Off you go now, post the messages! Don't be late, Mr. Man" They are weird. Memories are fading...
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