*Dib had made himself a little nest in one of the Nexus' planters of ferns, peering from behind the screen of foliage with parabolic dishes, thermal-imaging goggles, and on one instance, a ViewMaster. He hasn't been here constantly, true, but off and on for days. His chosen perch overlooks one of the better-traveled plazas, and he searches the
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