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- Marco had a lead. A rehab center for kids in a town not too far away.
- We decided that Jake, Marco, and I would go.
- (...)
- We landed and demorphed in an alley behind a bicycle shop only a few blocks from the rehab center.
- Over time we'd learned to morph slightly more clothing than too-small spandex. In this instance, a few pieces of ratty cycling gear was exactly right. Three kids in bike shorts hanging around outside a bicycle shop means squat. Okay, we still hadn't learned to morph shoes but . . .
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