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Monkey On His Back

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Monkey On His Back

He was walking endlessly down a long, glass-walled corridor. Bright

sunlight slanted in through one wall, on the blue knapsack across his

shoulders. Who he was, and what he was doing here, was clouded. The

truth lurked in some corner of his consciousness, but it was not reached

by surface awareness.

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