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Default 11-13-2008, 10:38 PM

Brennan eyed the occupants of the convention room. Many people spilled through the wedges between stalls. He followed a class of students as they meandered to a rock climbing attraction. He mused on the subject for a while, wondering just what kind of caves they may be interested in visiting as another customer approached the stand. He heard his cohort give a shout. This was when his head shot up and he locked his eyes onto the newspaper clutched in said customer's hand.
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