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As the door closes behind me, the irritating noise from the drums and horns all but disappear. With that distraction gone, the emotions of this newly contacted race from Dipson-3 focus so sharply I almost feel physically hit. President Lee is curious, interested, but also cautious. Can I blame him? No. After all, his people have only questioned the possibility of people from other worlds until a week ago. The vice president and the other members of the president’s circle match the president’s opinion, with the sole exception of his daughter, Daisy. But what she cares about, I can’t even begin to speculate. Thirty minutes association with a race only gives me the most basic level of emotions.

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