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	<title>Star Harbor Nights</title>
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		<title>85: Wheels Within II</title>
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In a darkened room in a quiet office building, a man sat in an impressively high-backed chair with hand-carved wooden legs with feet shaped like eagle&#8217;s talons in the front and lion&#8217;s paws in the back. He leaned slightly forward, towards the flying saucer-style conferencing phone in the middle of his desk. 
&#8220;So, it is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>84: Wheels Within I</title>
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Masks were certainly far from unusual within the confines of the Sands of Time Club. It was a place intimately connected with the mysterious and the occult, even before one considered its connections to the community of masked adventurers and vigilantes within the world we&#8217;ve been watching. 
The appearance of a woman in a mask [...]]]></description>
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		<title>83: Night Into Day II</title>
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&#8220;Listen, I know you think the world of her for some reason, but the other day I asked Trinity to help me with some of the amine sequences I&#8217;ve been running,&#8221; Nana said, dropping the pretense of respect behind &#8220;Ms. Night&#8221;. 
&#8220;Why on earth would you do that?&#8221; Dr. Day asked.
&#8220;Because I was swamped and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>82: Night Into Day</title>
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Nana didn&#8217;t own a phone. She had simply assembled the necessary components within the dome of her skull, after having disassembled several examples. Her spiky metallic hair functioned as an antenna array for it and other gadgets, as the metallic compounds she laced her skeleton with prevented reception.
As she refused to &#8220;analog interface&#8221; with devices [...]]]></description>
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		<title>81: Shell Games VII</title>
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&#8220;What do you mean?&#8221; Zeke asked.
&#8220;When I found out the Hero&#8217;s Ring was being used basically for joyriding, I sent someone to either give her a little &#8216;nudge&#8217; or get it away from her,&#8221; Trinity said. 
&#8220;If it was one of yours, that must have been one hell of a &#8216;nudge&#8217;,&#8221; Zeke said.
&#8220;I did what [...]]]></description>
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		<title>80: Shell Games VI</title>
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&#8220;I can&#8217;t say this is the first time I&#8217;ve been called on in a place like this,&#8221; Morgenstern said, shaking his head. &#8220;But I never imagined you of all people would summon me to one, Trinity&#8230; so is this business, or pleasure?&#8221;  
&#8220;All business,&#8221; Trinity said. &#8220;And not even with you. Actually, I just [...]]]></description>
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		<title>79: Shell Games V</title>
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&#8220;Well, never mind that,&#8221; Trinity said to Zeke. &#8220;Tell me everything that you know about these church fires&#8230; everything.&#8221;
It happened that Zeke didn&#8217;t know all that much, though he rarely let them stop him from talking. Prather had only told him that the churches had been destroyed using the formula of unmaking, though that hadn&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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		<title>78: Shell Games IV</title>
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&#8220;What exactly do you mean?&#8221; Trinity said.
&#8220;Someone&#8217;s been unmaking churches around town,&#8221; Zeke said. &#8220;Or hadn&#8217;y you noticed?&#8221;
&#8220;Yes, with fire and mundane accelerants,&#8221; Trinity said. &#8220;I got a whiff of that through DELPHI&#8217;s 4B contacts, since the FBI was called in. If there were any ritual elements, I&#8217;d have at least given it a look&#8230; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>77: Shell Games III</title>
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&#8220;Tr-Trinity,&#8221; Zeke sputtered. &#8220;Hey, uh&#8230; how&#8217;re they hanging?&#8221;
&#8220;At a crossroads, by the entrails,&#8221; she said. She snapped her phone shut. &#8220;What exactly do you think you&#8217;re doing?&#8221;
&#8220;Just&#8230; I was just&#8230; making some inquiries for a friend,&#8221; Zeke said.
&#8220;A friend with some reality he wants to get rid of?&#8221; Trinity asked. 
&#8220;It&#8217;s more of a scholarly [...]]]></description>
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		<title>76: Shell Games II</title>
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Prather had judged his old associate well&#8230; Zeke really was not about to give up the chance to earn several thousand dollars. No sooner had the call ended then he started dialing with one claw-like hand and reaching for his rolodex with the other. 
Zeke was an old-fashioned kind of crustacean. His stubby fingers weren&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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