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Sunday 6th February 2005
   
So, today we wandered along the canal. There wasn't really much to take pictures of. M**** got a bit carried away with the locks. I seized upon the sunlight. Locks still freak me out. Or maybe just canals. I know there must be some kind of resevoir and overflow thing going on at the start and end of these canal things, but where are they and what form must they take? 13:58, 14:07, 14:13 and 14:17, were when these pictures were taken. I'm trying to remember what happened when we got to town. Hmmmmm. Oh, doesn't matter.
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and to the left there . . . towers, more locks, strange buildings . . . 14:18, 14:20 and 14:37. We were told the recall code could occur at any place at any time, but here we were beginning to despair. Excursions into the eleventh harmonic on this planet had so far proved fruitless, and we were longing for a dark orange sun whose movement across the heavens one could actually perceive. "Remember, it's all light," my companion kept saying. That became our mantra.
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