Ah, the garters! Faded, as she had said, and clearly not new. Don't tell anyone but it's true; an old gypsy woman saw that I had it and proved it to me. Of course you can take me to Elysium. I've never been able to find an answer to that one that a lady was willing to accept.
I'm sure they're happy. Then back here, or Bliss, or somewhere and I'll be assigned to recruits. In one sense I am the Library, Lazarus. But first I was baptised into the local religion, gaining a more acceptable name in the process, and memorized the Qur'an.
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