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50802	Doede, William R.	A City Near Centaurus			.txt	text/plain	5104	654	95	was doing in an old dead city so far from his people. "You never told us about this old dead city," Michaelson said, And even if they did, spirits care nothing for old cities half He walked away from the old man, heading for another building. Michaelson stood in the ancient street, tall, gaunt, feet planted wide, god to feel the spirits moving in the houses and walking in these old Michaelson was warming up to his subject, but Maota shook his head like Old Maota stood in the street with webbed feet planted far apart in Maota looked off toward the hills, old eyes filmed from years of sand Michaelson prepared himself to move if the old man's finger slid closer Old Maota read, Michaelson listened. But Maota was an old man. Michaelson did, and he saw the city beyond, as if he were looking "I don't like your thoughts," Maota said.	./cache/50802.txt	./txt/50802.txt