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		<title>Completionist:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You sit down.  &quot;Here,&quot; your boss moves the second plate of breakfast to you. &quot;Have some breakfast. Let's eat.&quot;  &quot;Cut to the chase,&quot; you say impatiently, pushing the plate away. A…'</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;#39;You sit down.  &amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; your boss moves the second plate of breakfast to you. &amp;quot;Have some breakfast. Let&amp;#39;s eat.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Cut to the chase,&amp;quot; you say impatiently, pushing the plate away. A…&amp;#39;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sit down.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; your boss moves the second plate of breakfast to you. &amp;quot;Have some breakfast. Let's eat.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Cut to the chase,&amp;quot; you say impatiently, pushing the plate away. Although you say that, you keep eyeing the sizzling hot bacon. The sound of your grumbling stomach fills the room. &amp;quot;Hurry up, please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Very well,&amp;quot; says your boss, and pulls up a photograph from under his top desk drawer. He shows it to you. &amp;quot;Recognize this guy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You lean closer for a better view. &amp;quot;Sky.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;He claims to have found The Lost City of Atlantice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;The city known to have been lost underwater for many years?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah,&amp;quot; the boss corrects you. &amp;quot;That's ''Atlantis.'' I'm talking bigger here.&amp;quot; He writes the letters down behind Sky's photograph.&lt;br /&gt;
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You read it out loud. &amp;quot;Atlantice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[TLCA/Intro|Let him continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[TLCA/Walk out|Walk out on him.]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: The Lost City of Atlantice]][[Category: The Abandoned Story]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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