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I am reminded of a poem about this station:
From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
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I remember when my rabbit Inlehain died. His mate, Hyzenthlay, increasingly agitated to leave their cage. Eventually, to my shock, she ripped the door off with her teeth and began thoroughly exploring our apartment for him.
I doubt she ever understood what had happened.
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