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Second Earth… Pushing the hood behind his head so he could take advantage of his peripheral vision, Jules strode slowly, yet with purpose, down 87th. Tracking his eyes left and right, checking crowds around crates and small groups walking under the lights, he set his mind to discern a bare scalp. Thulb was not forthcoming with descriptions of Pel and Chev, but two men walking with a young boy would be enough to catch his attention.
Stopping in mid-stride, he heard the cultured speech before he saw the robed figure. When he turned his head, then the rest of his body to face a wide side road, he pulled his hood back up over his head and moved resolutely toward the group of beings who crowded around a rather elaborate setup. Instead of the usual crate or portable table, this proprietor ha
