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**OnlineHost**
ELIJAH_PRICE sits in a baseball card shop. He is in
a wheelchair, a vacant look on his face. |
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Elijah_Price: Hey, you
there? |
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Away message from Dunn:
out on a date brb |
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Elijah_Price: It was so
obvious. It was this one card that brought it back
to me. My 1989 Upper Deck rookie card. |
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Elijah_Price: Your bones
don't break. Mine do. That's clear. |
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Elijah_Price: But there
was once a time when I hit as many home runs than you do.
We were the same. We are connected, you and I. |
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Dunn:
back |
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Dunn:
So...so I'm as good as you were? |
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Elijah_Price: You're
probably better than I was. You didn't have to... |
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Dunn:
Have to what? |
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Elijah_Price:
It's not important now. What is important, is that
you now know who you are. |
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Elijah_Price:
It's all right to be afraid, because
this part won't be like a baseball card. Real life
doesn't fit into small printed pieces of cardboard. |
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**OnlineHost** DUNN has
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