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Hot Sauce looked at the open curtains: she looked at Nona.
Then a huge, rippling sound entered Nona’s head. She was aware of a tight, hard noise, pop—pop, distant and then much much closer—as though her whole head was exploding. Everything went black, but she wasn’t asleep. She had the biggest and most frantic headache and she was terrified, her body wasn’t working, she could feel nothing and perceive nothing. The headache got worse and worse and worse, then suddenly it stopped, and she didn’t know anything at all.
Time exited her body. After a period apart from it, the headache came back. It wasn’t as bad, and then it got a lot better. The blackness didn’t go away, but her other senses started to come online. There was something rough under her face that smelled like wax crayon and lemon cleaner, and she was drooling—her mouth was full—full of something disgusting and sticky. Her mouth opened and it all fell out. She was lying down. Nona, so well-versed in thinking about what her body was doing in various states of consciousness, could tell that.

Nona the Ninth - Day Four, Chapter Eighteen

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Then, she made her way through the reinvigorated party atmosphere to where the bounty hunter Boba Fett stood silent guard. "Excuse me, sir," she said timidly, reaching a hand almost to his shoulder and then stopping, as if she'd been planning to tap him there and had suddenly thought better of it. "My name's Arica-I just came in today. That thing with the bounty hunter-that was pretty scary. Does that sort of thing happen often?" For a long moment he just stared at her, and for that same long moment Mara thought the game was up. Boba Fett had done a fair amount of quiet work for the Empire over the years, and it was entirely possible that he had spotted her at some point in the Emperor's entourage. She reached out with the Force, trying to touch his mind. But his control was excellent, and nothing she could read gave her any clues.

"Nice to meet you, Arica," he said at last, in that flat voice that so terrified his victims and impressed his employers. "Don't worry about Boushh-he might have looked crazy right then, but he's not. And don't worry about anyone else. Jabba knows who can be trusted. No one else gets in." He tapped the blaster rifle at his side. "And I stay around here a lot between jobs."

"I'm glad," Mara breathed. "Thank you-I feel much better."

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String stroka = "Hello from Arduino!";
void setup() {
Serial.begin(9600); // Инициализация Serial с скоростью 9600 бод
pinMode(13, OUTPUT);

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JUST BEFORE DAWN I SLIPPED out of the girl’s house to return to my
own lodgings, exhausted and tottering. A fog was crawling out of the bay, so
thick it was hard to see more than fifty span down the road, yet I’d engraved
the path in my mind and knew the steps, even if I half-sleepwalked them
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