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"
Get
used
to
anything
in
time
,
I
suppose
.
Besides
,
Kadmin
was
fucking
crazy
.
"
"
Oh
,
and
we
’
re
not
?
"
I
shrugged
.
"
We
didn
’
t
have
a
choice
.
Apart
from
walking
away
,
I
mean
.
Would
that
have
been
better
?
"
"
You
tell
me
.
You
’
re
the
one
who
’
s
going
up
against
Kawahara
.
I
’
m
just
the
whore
around
here
.
Incidentally
,
I
don
’
t
reckon
Ortega
’
s
exactly
overjoyed
about
that
part
of
the
deal
.
I
mean
,
she
was
confused
before
,
but
now
—
"
"
She
’
s
confused
!
How
do
you
think
I
feel
?
"
"
I
know
how
you
feel
,
idiot
.
I
am
you
.
"
"
Are
you
?
"
I
sipped
at
my
drink
and
gestured
with
the
glass
.
"
How
long
do
you
think
it
takes
before
we
stop
being
exactly
the
same
person
?
"
He
shrugged
.
"
You
are
what
you
remember
.
Right
now
we
only
have
about
seven
or
eight
hours
of
separate
perceptions
.
Can
’
t
have
made
much
of
a
dent
yet
,
can
it
?
"
"
On
forty
-
odd
years
of
memory
?
I
suppose
not
.
And
it
’
s
the
early
stuff
that
builds
personality
.
"
