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What might explain that torn, twisted metal, rent like straws in the hand of a giant, that formidable business? Might it not have a purpose? If so, what might be its purpose? Might it not be an announcement, a greeting, an inquiry, an invitation to someone, or something, to meet and parley?". - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #146)

You look at me with wonder and fear? Well you might. Of what do I speak? Perhaps you are aware of the damage done to the Delta Gate? I see you are. Consider the force involved. What might explain that torn, twisted metal, rent like straws in the hand of a giant, that formidable business? Might it not have a purpose? If so, what might be its purpose? Might it not be an announcement, a greeting, an inquiry, an invitation to someone, or something, to meet and parley?". What Occurred in the Marshes I now knelt, bound, in the bow of the small canal boat, and Bruno of Torcadino, in the stern, quietly, slowly, manipulated the single oar. The marshes were all about. We had left the city, slipping under the chain. - (Quarry of Gor)