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Blinding beauty
After about an hour of intense firing, they carefully used a broom to push the oven aside. With protective hands, they managed to wrench the ship’s door open. For John, it was the first time in 40 years that he saw the outside world. The brightness was overwhelming, almost blinding, but it was breathtakingly beautiful. Their work wasn’t done yet, though. Carl quickly reached for his satellite phone, knowing their moment of freedom depended on it.
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