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Iain Banks

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“Don’t you have a religion?” Dorolow asked Horza.
“Yes,” he replied, not taking his eyes away from the screen on the wall above the end of the main mess-room table. “My survival.”
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Chapter 5 “Megaship” (p. 102)

 
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