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his Graduates could hear. We all put little microphones between our legs and made Organic Harmony. That's what he said the Answer was -- of the Spheres! He particularly liked Stacey'stimbre when he tuned her in, and she swore she could hear something, too, like singing. AllI could hear from anybody was farts and static. . . Have a bite to eat?"
A waiter had paused before us with a tray of burnt and dismembered chicken-bodies. Stoker helped himself to two handfuls; I turned away to keep from retching at the sight.
"Sorry, old man; forgot." He sent the waiter off with orders to find a plate of hay, offering me in the meantime a handful of paper napkins by way ofhors invented called Psychophysics. Something to do with the Third Law of Emotion, and the mind as a Reaction Engine. . . I forget exactly. Anyhow he said we'd never reach Commencement Gate because we'd lost our compression and had no spark; we were too choked up; the
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