ocr: We have flown SO far into this shattering immensity of land, and all to find these small sad scrapings in the earth and no egg, just a potato. r make some lame remark along these lines. Mark frowns at me and a cloudy look comes into Don's face. 'Oh no, says Don, wasn't expecting an egg. Not an egg. Not here. Oh no, not at all.' 'Oh,'Isay, 11 thought when you picked up the potato...
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