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          The frisbee whizzes past you, almost clipping your ear.

          You spin in the direction it came from to find your friends Jim and Kathy standing at the other two points of a triangle.

          "Nice catch, you klutz," Kathy sneers.

           Sighing, you start to pick your way through the crowd, looking for a spot of bright red, but you can't see it anywhere – or Inez.

          It takes a dozen seconds to realize that several people are gesturing to you.  And sure enough, when you walk up to the fountain, you see the frisbee bobbing around in the center of a circle of spouting jets.

          You sigh again, and the world fades around you.

Try again.

Or you can


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