Book1:TeDream-Maker

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    "GoDimitri．Ididn’texpectyoutobeoutsoearly.”

    "Go，Dr.Gelbart．You’reearlierthanusualthism.”

    "Iknow．Ihavequiteafewsurgeriesscheduled，soIthoughtI’dbettermakeanearlystart．Andalso，myhousewasbrokenintostnight.”

    "I’msorrytohearthat．Ihopeyoudidn’tloseanythingvaluable.”

    "Asamatteroffao．Ithinkitwass