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&lt;p&gt;BRISBY ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 I need a micro sealer, Martin, please?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;MARTIN ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 Be right back.&lt;/p&gt;
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 He released his hold on the rope and lowered himself to the&lt;br /&gt;
 ground. He stared into the giant tool box, looking for a micro&lt;br /&gt;
sealer.&lt;br /&gt;
 He lifted his wrist recorder to his mouth - he was falling&lt;br /&gt;
behind in&lt;br /&gt;
 his narration.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 MARTIN ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 After much deliberation, the space hostage Martin Robinson has&lt;br /&gt;
decided&lt;br /&gt;
 to accept his new role as crucial member of the ship&#039;s crew.&lt;br /&gt;
The&lt;br /&gt;
 Robinsons, after all, can obviously use his help and...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 Out of the corner of his eye, Martin spotted Gurgi. The&lt;br /&gt;
 ape-like creature was headed for the portal.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2005 11:21:06 -0600</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Simon</dc:creator>
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