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Bright and early again, the bar's resident dining car is behind the bar, setting out juice, sugar, sauces, all the things one needs for a good breakfast at the end of the Universe, the specials already written up on the chalk board:
"What'll you have?"
"What'll you have?"
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Her face darkened over a little. The others were just as poor as her, there'd be no point.
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"But what do I know? I've been doin' the same thing since I was built. Why don't you ask Mr. Wrangle where he needs people helping?"
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She stood up and with a wave, wandered off.