The door opens into the still, too-warm air that marks the interior of an all-metal enclosure on a summer's day. "This isn't Big Town," Ellen murmurs. "We're about five minutes' walk away. I didn't want to explain to Dusty and Kimba how I managed to come up with a complete stranger in the middle of a walled town with only one entrance."
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