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I like this place more and more, with a couple of exceptions, but the angel isn't here and I am bored beyond all belief.

I just have to keep telling myself; it's ineffable. It's part of the Bigger Picture. Complicated game of solitaire, right? It'll all work out the way it's sposed to work out, which involves me coming out pretty much on top, so it's fine. Drink a lot of wine and enjoy everyone fighting. Least the babies are in the other apartment block now. I've never liked babies, not since the thing with the antichrist.


You'd think that without parental control, so to speak, I'd actually start living my own life with a touch more pizazz.



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All right, I can't say I'm too surprised but you'd think there'd be a little more in the way of religious organisation. 'Course, everything's run by scientists — completely stupid scientists at that — but what happened to groups of terrified vigilantes, upholding righteous justice in the name of a god they no longer believe in? That sort of thing'd be more fitting for the end of the world, I think. Dystopia, eh?

Miss Adair, I don't suppose you'd be interested in having a drink with me? If you're not busy, that is. I know it's late, but it's too noisy outside to sleep.

I've had a long time to learn to be adaptable, and I think I'm beginning to enjoy this place a little. Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, right? Not that I'm calling you all fools. But uh, it's not that hard to make my own fun here. People even hold parties. I definitely approve of the power-registration business, that sounds like it's a great idea. And people are starting up demon-hunting businesses, that's something I haven't seen since Salem. Wish there was better telly, though, I'd got used to two-hundred channels.