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Introduction

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By September, We Are Usually Still Fresh, and So Is the Air

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How Many Times a Year Do You Fly into Space?

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He Always Spent a Good Part of His Summer Dreaming by the Little Hitachi

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As Long As We Ask Questions, There Is Still Hope

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The Sight Made Their Heads Spin, So They Had to Sit Down

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I Have to Think, He Said, So They Didn´t Disturb Him

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And Now, the Blues

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