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Still nobody wants to talk. Most don't even want to sit near me. Maybe I should stay inside my room for a while, but there's nothing to do. Television is a human invention and there are surprisingly few aliens that have developed a taste for music. There aren't enough of us for the head of staff to invest in radios or hold concerts. There's nothing in this ship to erase my boredom with and stop myself from realizing I'm alone.

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