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2011-02-24

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He faces this alien frontier, which he must cross today. Even armoured he is terrified. Deadly, rushing monsters race along this barren strip ... The crossing takes him an interminable time. Then he reaches grass, soil, gratefully safe. A monster roars past behind him and he cringes. In the car a child exclaims: “I'm sure I've seen a tortoise in the grass ...!”

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