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dwarfed,' said Glod.
Asphalt ambled to the front of the stage.
'One two, one two,' he said. 'One. One. One two, one tw‑–’
'Three,' said Buddy helpfully.
Asphalt stopped and looked embarrassed.
'Just trying the, you "S a good one of Buddy,' said Asphalt. 'Waving his guitar like that.'
'Why's there all that lightning and stuff?' said Buddy.
'I never look that mean even when I'm mean,' said Glod.
"'The New Sounde Dat's Goin' Arounde",' Cliff read, his forehead wrinkling with the effort.
"'The Bande With Rockes",' said Glod.
'Oh, no. It says we're going to be here and everything,' moaned Glod. 'We're dead.'
'"Bee There Orr Bee A Rectangular Thyng",' said Cliff. 'I don't understand that.'know, just trying the . . . trying out the . . .' he muttered. 'Just trying . . . it.''We'll never fill this,' said Buddy.Glod poked in a box by the side of the stage.He said, 'We might. Look at these.'He unrolled a poster. The others clustered around.'Days a picture of us,' said Cliff. 'Someone painted a picture of us.''Looking mean,' said Glod.
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