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drop me there, he said because he loves orange and he has not seen it since he left Urch19 I feel like I am home, he told the device the ship lowered him into the field he dutifully beamed a spray up to show he had landed safely there was laughter in the distance he followed the sounds discovering several children with an adult since there were more of them than the teacher he turned himself into another child when they returned to the bus the teacher discovered she had an extra charge he did not respond to her questions but she could not leave a child in the wilderness alone he ended up in foster care where he got a fast education how to hotwire cars, what to steal and not steal how to manipulate a foster parent distorted data he collected to take back to Urch19.

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