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"Oh, Dear, listeners. There is a sandstorm coming! A huge, massive sandstorm! Better stay inside and lock those doors, lest you be shredded by the coarse sand of these desert wastelands!" Kevin reported. He smiled wide, just in case the Smiling God was watching. Of course He was watching. He was always watching.
Intern Vanessa strode into the room with a large pot of coffee. She smiled at Kevin. Kevin smiled at her.
"Coffee?" She said.
"Coffee." He said. Intern Vanessa poured him a cup of coffee.
"I'll just be in the reception so I can watch the sandstorm. Don't worry. I'm armed." Intern Vanessa punctuated this with a smile and a click of the stapler she was holding. "Stay safe, Kevin."
"Don't worry, I'm safe in here in the studio, where I can keep our residents constantly updated on the sandstorm." Kevin smiled at Intern Vanessa. Intern Vanessa left the room.

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