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An Odyssey of Orion RackhamOrion Rackham bounced on her heels a little, a funny sort of grinding sensation poking fun at her stomach. It was very much unlike Ri to be nervous; Castor was always nervous and worried enough for the both of them. No, she wasn’t nervous—uneasy, perhaps, or apprehensive. Yes, apprehensive seemed the right word, though it was beyond her why she should be so. Get a grip, scaredy cat, she told herself. Toughen up! Not like you’re afraid or anything…what, did you need your big brother along to hold your hand? Anyways, you heard what Scipio said—come alone. It must be some huge business, then… Ri stood on a crumbling sidewalk that linAn Odyssey of Orion Rackham
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"The scenery in the play was beautiful,
but the actors got in front of it."
--Alexander Woolcott
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"The scenery in the play was beautiful,
but the actors got in front of it."
--Alexander Woolcott
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"The scenery in the play was beautiful,
but the actors got in front of it."
--Alexander Woolcott
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"The scenery in the play was beautiful,
but the actors got in front of it."
--Alexander Woolcott
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