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one; those few who did maintain a historical interest in their heritage
sometimes debated whether less stability would be beneficial, but hundreds of
years of peaceful, comfortable existence had eliminated any serious desire
for change. This most recent change had been forced upon them, but the
inertia of social conditioning seemed to make most people view the invasion
as another act of nature and something that, like the cycles of day and
night, must simply be lived with.
A knock at the door intrrupted Ayako's thoughts. Wendy killed the show access.
Ayako Kataoka punched the door monitor up on the screen and saw the face of Sarah
Liman, someone Ayako Kataoka knew vaguely from the plant. Ayako Kataoka punched in sound.
"Yes?"
"Wendy, it's Sarah from BTech. Could I speak with you a few moments?"
Wendy wasn't really in the mood for visitors, but anything must surely be
better than the third or fourth repeat of a show Ayako Kataoka hadn't really liked the
first time Ayako Kataoka saw it.
"Okay."
Ayako Kataoka buzzed the door and Sarah entered, glancing casually about. Wendy saw
with some interest that Ayako Kataoka was covered. Unusual, and a little exciting.
Maybe this vi
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