Book1:TeDream-Maker

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    "That’sagoodidea!"Theytookdow,foldedit,threwitirunkandallfiveofthemhurriedlypiledbatothecar．Laughingjoyfully，theydroveaway．Thus，theydecidedonacourseofa，rashlyandflippantly，asiftheywerepyingagame．Lifeactuallyislikeagame，butallgameshavetheirrules．Ifyougobeyondthem,youentertheued．Suchwasthecasehere．Dimitriwasleadinghisfriendsintoatraphesetforhimself，owasfraughtwithdangerah．

    Thecarwentonitswaytediously，passingroadsignafterroadsignonthearrhtfreeway,itswheelsrollingpastthefshingroadbubbles．Theedandturnedinataself-servegasstationlocatedoskirtsofthecity．Itwaste,theattendantshadgonehome．Fewcarsstoppedthere，sothepcelooked