osophical sense - he didn't care about fate or destiny - but about c
ing, failings and near-failures,
framed on the wall above him. At his workbench in front of him there were tools and scatt
eld something fa
one the Rewind Mechanism hundreds of times under contro
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hand hed been clocked on steadily. He checked the
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eavily then walked back and spoke with
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