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people he knew and waved and saluted to them. "He owes me wine. Lots of wine. He'd probably be happy if we don't make it back." he said, deadpan, about one member of the crowd.
    "We aim to disappoint him." Veronique replied.
    They went from low buildings close to them on each side, to taller, larger ones, set further back and without twins across the road. Ahead, the tarmacked road curved to the left and headed downhill toward the river. The buggy flicked to the right and headed off the road onto a trail up toward a stand of trees. Despite the gravel and aggregate surface of the path, the buggy still raised dust as it sped up the hill.
    Wagon one swung off the road and onto the track, rumbling up it after the buggy. "Into the wilds again." Tony said as he adjusted the power balance of the motors and turned the steering wheel.