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... shed over her.
"Yeah, sorry about that, ought to have warned you, I guess," the man named Waters said, "we've been transferring out here in the Mojave, which as you can see is a desert."
He motioned for her to follow him to a long, low metal cart of some sort. It was beautiful, lines flowing smoothly together, painted a deep lustrous blue that glowed in the sunlight.
Waters walked her to the cart and opened the door for her, handing her down into the contoured seat, where ...
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