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We travelled for no other reason than to see where the lines ran out. And we looked and we recorded and we kept journals that we hid from each other because of the secret lies we had told ourselves. And we awoke in an unknown location, with no memory of our lives before the day of the meteorite storm. In the air there are swarms of moving images: of far off places, scenes from other lives, a man who walks endlessly, a B-movie couple struggling to communicate..'

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