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[quicklog--Target]

[Lyle nods as she finishes his sentence. To say it was surreal would be an understatement, not the least because it also happened in his dream.]

Journal's right here.

[He dug into a pocket of his coat and produced the journal, handing it to her.]

You can keep it if you like. There's, a note, too.

[He gestured toward the rifle bag between them where an envelope stuck out of one of the outside pockets.]

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