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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
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Alex looked around again. "Damned Sun." he thought to himself as he concentrated back the way they came, now making out the forms of the rest of the team. "It just makes everything so much harder." Behind his scarf he grimaced, mouthing a few silent curses. "With any luck it will be dark soon and I can relax."

"Well if there is no information office to hand, I am sure there must be a town hall or something. Even paradise must have taxes and tax collectors." He shrugged under his heavy coat and looked around at those closest to him. "Maybe we do just need to draw a bit of attention. Get someone who knows something to come to us?"
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