CZM Book Club: "Party Discipline" by Cory Doctorow, Part Two

Margaret continues to read Robert Evans a novella about the near future of tech, surveillance, and teenage rebellion.

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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Cool Zone Media.

Speaker 2 (00:05):
Book Club book Club book Club book Club, book Club.

Speaker 1 (00:10):
Bu bu bu bub bub.

Speaker 2 (00:13):
It's the cools Un Media book Club, your book club
where you don't have to do reading because I do
it for you.

Speaker 1 (00:19):
And if you listen to this show, you don't have
to pay taxes. Also true, that's what the government says.

Speaker 2 (00:24):
And this month, if you're gay and a very very
broad umbrella of gay, you also don't have to pay rent.

Speaker 1 (00:30):
Yeah, yeah, this is all in the constitution. You know,
our founding fathers, they were wise men. They thought of
all this. They thought primarily of this book club. You know.

Speaker 2 (00:39):
Yeah, you did a whole Behind the Bastards episode about
how much they love cools Un Media book Club. Isn't
that right?

Speaker 1 (00:45):
About how Thomas Jefferson knew you, Margaret Kiljoy before you
were born and planned this whole country to facilitate our
book club.

Speaker 2 (00:55):
What a terrible cost, you know, But the cost has
already been paid.

Speaker 1 (00:59):
So many people have to make this book club possible market.

Speaker 2 (01:02):
And if I had had any say at the time,
I wouldn't have let it happen. But it did happen,
and now we have nothing to do but use the
time that has been given to us by the immeasurable
suffering of those who've come before us. So this is cool.
As on Media Book Club, we're in part two of
Party Discipline by Cory Doctoro, and I was thinking, no

(01:23):
one's coming in just on part two. So we'll just
get right into it, and we'll say that where we
last left our heroes, they were planning a communist party
at a factory, which is when you take over a
factory and start using its machinery to print stuff to
give away, which is a type of communist party I
like more than the other kind, if I have to

(01:46):
be honest. But they just got pulled into the vice
principal's office by a cop. What's gonna happen? Who's to know?
We can only find out by listening right now. The
cop pulled the vice principal's chair out from behind the
desk and sat down on it in front of us.
He didn't say anything. He was young, I saw, not

(02:09):
much older than us, and still had some acne on
one cheek. White dude, not my type, but good looking,
except that he was a cop and he was playing
mind games with us. Are we being detained? Somewhere in
my bag was a Black Lives Matter bust card, and
while I'd forgotten almost everything written on it, I remembered
that this was the first question I should ask. You

(02:30):
are here at the request of your school administration. Oh,
even when there wasn't a fresh lockdown, the administration had
plenty of powers to search us, ask us all kinds
of nosy questions after a lockdown. Forget it? Are we
entitled to lawyers? Charrell's voice was a squeak, but I
was proud of her. She remembered the second line from

(02:51):
the bust card, you are not. The cop looked smackably smug.
I didn't say anything. That was definitely the third line
on the bust card. Keep your damn mouth shut. He
didn't say anything either. Well, I wasn't gonna be the
first one to speak. The silence went on so long
I started to worry that I was going to bust
out laughing because I was damned silly, the three of

(03:12):
us sitting there in total silence, playing foolish head games.
I could tell Charrelle was on the verge of giggling too,
that psychic thing you get with your best girlfriends. Don't giggle,
don't do it, I thought, at her. I was sure
she was doing the same thing for me, And you
know what it's like when someone tells you not to
laugh when you're about to laugh. That makes it a
thousand times worse. I swear we'd have burst something if

(03:35):
the cop didn't finally speak, what do you know about Steelbridge? Girls?
At first, it was just the girls, I noticed, because seriously,
who the hell was this kid to be calling me
a girl? Then I tried to figure out what Steelbridge
was because the name did ring a bell. My cousin
Antoine is a sheet metal worker. There, Oh, that's steel Bridge.

(03:58):
I was surprised at first, but Charrell was telling them
anything they couldn't learn with one pass through her social media.
He did the silence thing again. Someone needed to teach
that boy a second interrogation technique now that we knew
what this was about and what he was trying for,
the hardest thing about these silences was fighting the giggles.

(04:18):
What else do you know about steele Bridge? He was
terrible at his job, maybe too terrible. Could he be
trying to law less into a false sense of security
about his cluelessness. If so, he was being pretty obvious
about it. Maybe he was a double bluff then, But nah,
he didn't seem smart enough for that, So maybe triple bluff. Okay,

(04:38):
maybe I was getting nervous too. I don't see what
this has to do with school. Didn't you say this
came from the school administration? What do they have to
do with some company and Encino? Oops? Well it wasn't Encino,
but the fact that I knew it was was more
than I wanted to say. Well, nay, you are not
as smart as you think you are. We requested that

(04:59):
they put us in touch with you too. He was
pretending he hadn't noticed me saying Sino badly. He jumped
like I'd stung him. We're worried about you, he sucked
at being fatherly more staring games were worried about you.
You said that we're worried that there may be some
illegal activities coming up at this factory, labor trouble, felonies,

(05:25):
jail time. I hear you two are good students. I
don't think you want that kind of trouble, not so
close to graduating. Was that whole lockdown just so you
could get a look inside our backpacks? When Charrell said it,
I stared at her in disbelief. But the cop blushed
like a stoplight. Shit, that's crazy, how can that even

(05:46):
be legal? The cop actually rocked back in his chair.
You two are too smart to be in this kind
of trouble. I wouldn't want to see you throwing away
your lives. I had to look at your grades. You
could go to a good university. He gave us what
must have been his most significant look. It's better than
going to prison for twenty years. The way he was

(06:07):
talking and looking at us made me think that he
wasn't as confident as he should be. I wondered why,
how long after a lockdown does the school have to
allow students to talk to their lawyers. He squeezed his
eyes shut and rubbed at them with his forefinger and thumb.
Everything you do from now on will be logged. You're
in this investigation. Remember that he stood up and left

(06:29):
the office. I guess I knew the answer about the
lawyer thing. Tutelou Charrell only mouthed the words, but it
still nearly set off my giggles, and I glared at her.
It had been old and corny for almost as long
as by Felicia, but it was also something both our
mothers would smack us for saying and that made it
damn funny. Just then, once the door clicked shut behind
Detective No Name, Charrell jumped up and started throwing things

(06:52):
in her bag quick as she could, and I did
the same. After a second, I took the hint of
her not saying anything and worked silently. But you know else,
what doesn't do good ad transition because tired is Margaret
and this now ad time.

Speaker 1 (07:17):
We're back, and you know, Margaret, I am kind of
thinking Corey does a really good job depicting the ways
in which the legal system can fuck you over. Having
a cop like this who will admit, yes, everything is
on the record right now that you're talking about is
a little optimistic, even for like how cops actually treat
kids in these situations. I know, like at least he
did say yes, everything is like you are.

Speaker 2 (07:40):
You know, I think he's trying to scare them straight
more than like entrap them.

Speaker 1 (07:44):
Yeah, you know that is a kind of guy in
this situation too.

Speaker 2 (07:47):
Yeah, outside the school, I let my feet autopilot me
to the uber van stop, but she dragged me away
toward downtown. There was a row of automats Korean tacos, pizza, okay, bowls,
all serving scop all places I never went. She pulled
me into a rice pudding place with two hundred flavors

(08:07):
and no customers. She bought a large one, and when
the window opened, with the rice putting steaming on its
little tray, she plopped her phone in it and snapped
her fingers at me. I passed her my phone, not
quite believing I was doing it, and watched as she
dropped it into the rice pudding as well, then closed
the door. All right, they're safe now, They were the

(08:28):
first words either of us had spoken since the cop
had left Cherrelle. Why is my phone in a bowl
of rice pudding? She I rolled me. The vending machines
are shielded to keep identity thieves from putting in skimmers.
Once our phones were inside it, they couldn't get any
network service, no matter what. I shook my head. How
do you know that? I just do? Okay, I know people,

(08:52):
I snorted. She knew the same people I knew, plus
orus five percent. My guess was that she'd read this
online somewhere one of those hashtags resistance sights. Okay, then,
why is my phone in the pudding, because dummy. If
the pudding is left on the release bed, the machine
thinks you forgot it, and it chimes you a few times.

(09:12):
See it was chiming us and flashing a light. But
if there's anything on the food bed, it starts taking
pictures and analyzing them and sending them to the bomb
squad just in case. So we put the phones in
the pudding and then we get them back and wipe
them down and we're done. But Scherill, it's pudding, she shrugged.
Waterproof is putting proof? What if someone comes in for

(09:34):
rice pudding? She gave me a look, girl, knowing he's
rice pudding. That shit is gross. I didn't tell her
that was my favorite dessert. My stomach was all in thoughts. Anyway,
how do you know all this, she shrugged. Looked it
up back when you first started talking about communist parties,
I started talking about communist parties, Maybe I did. Maybe

(09:56):
it was me that started it. I'd always been fascinated
by them, that was for sure. Why, Because Linee, for
a smart girl, you are sometimes Hella dumb. If you
were going to go and get into trouble, I wanted
to know what kind and what I could do to
take the edge off of it. That stole the words
right out of my mouth. Scharrell had done that before,

(10:18):
taken my crazy plans and turned them into careful schemes.
But I hadn't been thinking of the Communist Party as
my plan, hadn't She told me about Antoine and the factory.
You want to do this as much as I do.
She made a face, and I knew I was right
that cop. Though you think he has anything, I think
he wants something. He pulled a phony lockdown just so

(10:40):
we could search our bags. To me, that says they're
worried but don't have enough to do something about it. Charrelle,
since when are you a tactician? Since I figured out
that you were going to get us both busted if
I didn't start paying attention, LINEE. Communist parties are dumb.
They only work when you tell a lot of people
about them, and the more people you tell, the more

(11:01):
likely it is that you will get busted. It was true,
I shrugged. Everything is like that, sure, everything. If it's good,
it's scary. That's why we'd do it. If there wasn't
any risk from having a Communist party, it wouldn't be exciting,
but you could still sneak in at night and make
the trolleys give them to homeless people. Why do you

(11:22):
want to have a party. I didn't know, but I
felt like the answers on the tip of my tongue.
I shrugged again. Oh no, Chrell, I didn't invent them. Nah,
you didn't. That fell went to jail. Once t Sha
was snoring, I got out my burner, a phone i'd
made in shop class following a recipe i'd found on

(11:43):
a darknet Google. It had been freshman year and all
the kids were doing it and I hadn't used mine
in years. It powered up and complained that it couldn't
find its update server and warned that it had been
years since it had been patched. That I shouldn't let
it near the net. That was good advice, but I
couldn't take it. Instead, I gave it a connection through
my regular phone, using the app that Charrell had sideloaded

(12:05):
for me using her fingernails after we cleaned off the
rice pudding. That app was designed to let you tunnel
your leaky abandoned smart appliances through it to keep them
from being exposed to the public Internet, and Charrell said
that no one could listen in on its connections. I
hoped she was right. I pointed the burner out of
sight that Charell said she'd researched, and we waited while

(12:26):
the burner downloaded new versions of all its software. Once
it had rebooted, I was able to connect it straight
to the net. My stomach fluttered when I did it, though,
and send Shiell a message on her old anonymous account,
a long garbage string like you saw on the cards
that drug dealers left in public bathrooms. Charrell had explained
it to me. It was an address in the blockchain

(12:48):
that had a public key in it. Download the key,
encrypt with it, and post your message back to the blockchain.
Everyone could see it, but only the private keyholder could
decrypt it. Yes, those messages lived in the blockchain forever,
So your secret scirrel ever got hacked for a private key,
every message sent this way would be visible to everyone
in the world for all time. Like they said in

(13:11):
the crime shows, Crypto giveth and Crypto Taketh Away. I
figured it out. It took her less than a minute
to reply. She was waiting to hear from me that
you it's me. What did you give me for my
fifteenth birthday. I rolled my eyes. She was such a
secret squirrel nothing. We had a fight and you didn't

(13:33):
invite me. Yeah, okay, you asked me something.

Speaker 1 (13:36):
Shut up.

Speaker 2 (13:37):
Come on, it's good hygiene. I thought about all these
messages being encrypted and stashed in the blockchain, which I
didn't really understand, but always pictured as this huge ant
hill with trillions of little bugs crawling around on it.
In ten thousand years, would someone figure out how to
break the code and read this? Who did you crush
on in freshman year? Fuck?

Speaker 1 (13:57):
You?

Speaker 2 (13:58):
Come on? It was your idea, Al Martinez? But he
was fine in freshman year. Alejandro had become a candy
billy in junior year, wearing these crazy outfits that looked
like a kindergartener dressed up like a cowboy, and he'd
started missing a lot of classes, showing up late and hungover,
still high and stupid. I hadn't seen him in a
year or more. I knew Chelle still crushed on him,

(14:18):
though she was one hundred percent smart woman, foolish choices.
I figured it out, what why it has to be
a party, This should be good. I checked to make
sure Tisha was still asleep because it feels like there's
no alternative, Like, no matter what we do, the same
thing's gonna happen. We're gonna end up like your cous
If we're lucky, get a job that lasts a while

(14:39):
before the company runs off and takes our last paychecks. Two.
It's all so big and we're so little. But put
us all together and you can see it. There's other
people out there feel the same as you. A connection,
get it. You woke me to tell me that shut up. Okay, Okay, yeah,
I hear you. That's the reason, maybe even a good one,

(15:01):
but it does make everything a zillion times more dangerous.
You all live forever. Shut up, Tisha, opened one eye,
but down your phone already. I'm trying to Sleepierre Robert,
when I decided that I had to have you as
a guest, I have to admit that Candy Billy was
part of the reason for it. I don't know. You
describe post apocalyptic radical hacker party people pretty well in

(15:24):
your book After the Revolution, Which isn't me plugging that,
It's just true.

Speaker 1 (15:27):
That was one of the things I really appreciated about
walk Away. I think Corey and I have communicated a
bit with him over the years, but I don't know
him personally very well. But I feel like we came
out of, or at least have experience with similar parts
of the burner subculture, and I think it's influenced how
we both write about the post apocalypse in ways that
are kind of adjacent to each other.

Speaker 2 (15:48):
Yeah, I think that that's true. And here's Dad's for
some reason, and we're back. Antoine just happened to be
at Charrell's house the next afternoon when we took our

(16:09):
homework there, and we just happened to leave our phones
inside and went to the backyard to sit under the
sunshade with our notebooks and scratch paper. The wobblies say
they can fool the cops into thinking the whole thing
scheduled for the next night. Charrell looked as skeptical as
I felt. How are they going to do that? He
looked around. You don't want to know, Charrell thumped her

(16:31):
hand on the table. Yes we do. It's our asses
on the line too, in case you haven't noticed. He
sighed and looked around dramatically. He wasn't much of a spy.
Charrell had a better poker face. I can't talk about
it seriously. But not everyone who becomes a cop believes
in the system, all right. Some of them just need
a job and also a way to look themselves in
the mirror. The cops were infiltrated by Wobbley's. That would

(16:53):
be pretty weird if it was true. Maybe it was true.
The world was pretty weird. What happens when we tell
everyone at school to show up on the right date.
It's not like they've got the tightest game in the world.
Their kids cops will figure it out, for sure. Charrell
said it, but I was thinking it too. Antoine made
a face. Yet, the thing is, we got to be

(17:14):
tight about this. We've got the same problem, but not
with school kids, but all the other people we want
to show up, these wobblies, they said. Maybe we don't
just tell everyone about it in advance. Instead we invite
them over for dinner or whatnot, out for drinks, and
then we just drag them along make sure they bag
their phones. Surprise, he made a face. Hell of a surprise.
Charrell's sighed eyed him. I was surprised myself. What if

(17:38):
we pretend it's something else, like a party at someone's parents' house.
Everyone will come out with their stuff offline because they
don't want to get busted for underage drinking in that,
and then we'll bring them to the party. We just
invite the ones who we can trust to keep their
mouths shut. Charrel was about to jump in and say something,
but I held my hand up. No, wait, it could work.
Thing is, what if there was a party at someone's house,

(17:59):
we just diverted some people from it, caught him before
they arrived, got him ready, drove him away. We could
say it was someone else's party, not us. No one
would know who was organizing that, so no one could
snitch on us afterwards. Charrell had the biggest smile right then,
and she made twinkle fingers at me, which meant I
agree and hell yeah. And when I was done, she said,

(18:21):
who do we get to have a party. That was
both harder and easier than it sounded. Easier because there
were only three kids whose parents were out of town
that night. Harder because those kids sucked. Two were junior
Chamber of Commerce and couldn't be trusted. One was Ali Martinez, who,

(18:41):
it turned out Sharrell had been keeping tabs on the
whole time. He'd been a while from school, messaging with
him late at night when I was in bed and
shut off to keep from waking up my nosy sister.
Ali says, his dad's going to be in Mexico that
weekend visiting his mom. Ali's dad was US citizen and
so was Ali, but his mom had been on document
and got de pored it when he was little. Charelle

(19:02):
had on that defiant face of hers, daring me to
make a big deal out of the fact that she
and Ali had been sneaking around. Will you have a party?
She rolled her eyes. He always has a party every
single time his dad goes South, him and all his
candy Billy Fred's headphone parties, so the neighbors don't phone
it in. They even make berrium. I made a face,

(19:23):
then pictured Alejandro and his buddies and their lay mass
girlfriends in a huge cuddle puddle, sloppy, drunk on biium
and giggling like babies. Ugh, so ask him. Charrell's expression
was pure animal in a trap. Can't you do it?
I gave her a look, shit, she said with feeling.

(19:44):
The way she said Hi Ali when she got him
on the phone was the most surprising thing of all,
she practically sang the words. Listening to her end of
the conversation made me wonder if I knew her at all.
She even giggled at one point, love is blind and stupid,
really really stupid. When she was done, she put the
phone in her pocket. All set, you're going to say

(20:07):
anything about What about that Ali Martinez Charrelle, She snorted, Okay,
so I like him? Who cares? It's not like I
don't know he's a fool. She tapped her temple, but
you know she tapped her heart. Doesn't mean I'm not
in control. I only take him in small SIPs. Keeps
him tolerable, if you say so. Like I said, it's

(20:30):
a good thing. I'm immune to Cherelle's looks. It was
a good thing. We weren't trying to keep Ali's party secret.
There were a lot of kids at Burbank Kai who
remembered him as the fun dude who used to throw
those amazing parties before he disappeared, and the news that
he was still alive and still throwing them went around
like wildfire. So it was only up to Cherrell and
me to put the word out to the ones who
weren't idiots that we were going to meet in Stowe

(20:52):
Canyon to pregame, then arranged to meet them there after
as they puffed up the hill on their bikes or
on foot. There was supposed to be twenty three of them,
and they arrived in ones and twos and a foursome
driven by someone's cool older sister, and then five more
in an Uber, which was d U M dumb because
everyone knows that Uber logged everything and that were Hella

(21:12):
snitches rollover cops without a warrant, not that warrants were
hard to come by. They came with flasks and six
packs and vapes, and they found us by following the
blaze marks we chalked high up in the trees with
glow in the dark chalksticks, giggling and stumbling through the
night with the lights from their airplane mode phones bobbing
towards us. We made them turn them off and bag

(21:34):
their phones using the pouches we got off of Antoine,
who got them from the wobbles. At fifteen people, we
were way too noisy and no amount of shushing would
keep it down. We'd get spotted soon. But there was
supposed to be twenty three twenty three people we knew
and liked and trusted, though maybe not to show up
on time. Didn't want to go without them. Should we

(21:56):
split into two? I asked Charell, counting up again for
the thirtieth time. Maybe they'd phoned us to say they'd
be late, but of course our phones were off and
bagged Charrell spit on the ground. She looked pale in
the moonlight. Don't want to get caught on my own
and don't want to turn on my phone to figure
out where you got to. We got one problem with
those fools late and missing, don't need two problems with

(22:17):
not knowing where we are. I looked at her eyes
so wide you could see white all around the pupils,
neck tense. I realized how scared she was, and that
made me scared because there was a damned good reason
to be scared. We were risking serious consequences, jail time,
even to throw a party. The knowledge of that went
from something in my head to something in my guts

(22:38):
in a second and left me feeling like I'd been punched.
I wobbled, Why the actual fuck was I doing this?
Why are we doing this? Charrell dun Dundune that's the
end of part two.

Speaker 1 (22:53):
Huzzah. Well, I'm excited to see why they're doing this.
I mean, I kind of know in my own heart,
because I think a lot actually about what this story
seems to be about, in part, which is like, how
much harder it's going to be in the very near
to immediate future for kids to break the law in
petty fun ways, the way we broke the law in

(23:15):
petty fun ways. Totally, which is why I did it
so much. I knew for a long time when I
was like nineteen, the kind of shit I was getting
away with kids would not always be able to get
away with. And I do feel like I had a
moral responsibility to break as made laws as I did.

Speaker 2 (23:32):
Yeah, as long as I was home by curfew. That's
all the information that my parents had.

Speaker 1 (23:38):
You know, it was an age undreamed of. Yeah, when
we tell stories about being like teens and early twenties
to kids like thirty years from now, it's going to
sound like fucking Conan stories like we're talking about Hyperborea.

Speaker 2 (23:53):
Yeah, totally. And it's also a story about how like
they'll still do it, it'll be harder, right, you know,
much like love will find its way. Teenage crime will
find its way, and yeah, yes, I believe in us.
I believe in the youth. I although there's also this

(24:16):
thing where like the older you get, the more you
just start looking at the youth being like they'll fix it,
and you like point to the mess that you didn't
fix and that your generation fix, you know.

Speaker 1 (24:24):
The societal version of like what happens with my recycling
bin with me and my roommates were like, well, it's
pretty high up there, but like I don't really want
to take it out right now. I can fit one
more can. And then my roommate has a can, He's like, yeah,
it's it's it's pretty high, but like I feel like
I could get one more on there. We've all just

(24:45):
kind of done that with the cops and government surveillance
and you know, the corporate security state than the way
in which it interfaces. Yeah, our car serral system. Yeah,
just keep putting one more can on there.

Speaker 2 (24:58):
Yeah, we don't revolution that we can handle a little
bit more.

Speaker 1 (25:02):
We could take a little bit more surveillance. Maybe it'll
get better, maybe it'll take away the cameras.

Speaker 2 (25:06):
Yeah, yeah, who knows. Yeah, No, we need to collectively
take the recycling out and restructure society. But well, this story,
we'll get at some of it, but actually just want
to plug if people are enjoying this story or want
to like kind of take it to its next level.

(25:27):
The book walk Away by Doctor Oath, that both of
us are fans of, is just okay. So he'd mostly
written young adult before walk Away, at least that I
was aware of. I'd only read young adult books by
him before walk Away, and then walk Away took the
same ideas that he always talks about, which is like
people finding the cracks in the system by being like
cool teenage hackers, and then puts it at a grander scale,

(25:52):
just like this, Like I don't know, it's one of
the best stories of like Grand Revolution that I've read.

Speaker 1 (25:58):
Yeah, I agree, But.

Speaker 2 (26:03):
That's me saying nice words about Corey Doctrou. But Corey
Doctro had nice words to say about my book that's
being kickstarted right now, called The Sapling Cage. And it's
funny because I'm recording this before it's being kickstarted, because
we record some of these things ahead of time, so
who knows how that's going. But I wrote a young
adult book or actually technically a crossover book. Have you

(26:23):
ever heard of the genre crossover?

Speaker 1 (26:26):
No, I just knew about ya, and then a fiction.

Speaker 2 (26:30):
Yeah, crossover is a young adult that knows that adults
read young adult. It's like, basically, the young adult genre
became more and more codified in very specific ways that
started kind of reducing I would honestly say creative freedom,
where like, for example, good luck selling a young adult

(26:51):
book that doesn't center around a romance, right, And no
matter what dystopian, whatever the thing is. You know, there
is romance in my book, but it's not a teen
romance book.

Speaker 1 (27:02):
You know.

Speaker 2 (27:03):
It's a it's not even really, at the end of
the day, a book about like being trans even though
it's a big part of it. It's like a book
about people finding their way and saving the world from
people who are trying to consolidate power and all the
kind of shit I like writing about. So crossover is
basically a young adult but you can kind of do
whatever you want, and I like that more so. That's

(27:26):
why my book is crossover. It's just an annoying genre
because anyone who's not specifically in like publishing, you have
to explain what the fuck it is. The protagonist is sixteen.
That's what it means.

Speaker 1 (27:37):
Yeah, Yeah, it's a good book. I also have nice
things to say about it, which you will see on
the cover. I think yeah, I think so so by
the sapling cage and that's all I got to say.

Speaker 2 (27:49):
Yep, and listen to the rest of party disciplined by
Cory Doctro over the next two weeks and we'll talk
to you soon.

Speaker 1 (27:56):
Yeah, goodbye.

Speaker 2 (27:59):
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Speaker 2 (28:11):
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