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"&ldquo;What&rsquo;s it called,&rdquo; Dale said, &ldquo;when you have one of those bloody great blinding flashes of insight that changes the way you look at things?&rdquo;\r\nI said I wasn&rsquo;t sure: a few different words sprang to mind.\r\nDale twitched his paintbrush irritably.\r\n&ldquo;It&rsquo;s s..."
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