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- "Well, party animal or not, I'd like to propose a toast," said Marcus, raising his glass. "To friendship. To life. And to making it into a new millennium more or less intact." Scott smiled. "I'll drink to that." He raised his glass, chinked it against Marcus's, and the two friends drank.
- "How many missions we been on together now?" Marcus said. Scott shrugged. "Twenty? Twenty-two maybe?" "Twenty-two. And we're still here. That's more than can be said for some." Scott looked around. What Marcus had said was true. Of the twenty-three other guys who'd joined the team when they had, three were now dead."pg.67 chpt.3
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