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That encounter with the former dentist didn't drain any of Laura's energy, even as she passed through the rocky parts of the hike. The only stop which she had so far was to get a quick drink from a lone water dispenser. Sparkie also went to catch some nearby insects for his food. bởi the time she had reached a garden-like field, John opened his eyes a bit and asked, "Are we there yet?" George replied, "Probably. Laura, darling, how far have we gone now?" She unfolded the map again and said, "I'm happy to tell bạn that the tánh kỳ dị, mạch nước phun, geyser is only about twenty phút away from where we currently are. We shall reach it before 5:00 pm since this is the tiếp theo expected time for it to come out." George said, "Oh, wonderful! And it's just right before evening, too." Laura replied, "Totally!" John said, "Indeed! Well, I'm going back to snooze some more. Wake us up once we have arrived." George replied, "Okay, mate. We will." Laura nodded in agreement. She was very excited bởi the thought of the spell being broken bởi the tánh kỳ dị, mạch nước phun, geyser that she began skipping merrily for the remainder of her long walk.

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The first thing the boys needed was a place to stay while they were in New York. Luckily, one of their members - Ringo - had actually planned to come here and had a hotel room all ready to stay in. It was only a single room, though, so there was going to be a little difficulty finding a place for everyone to sleep, but the boys weren't going to worry about that yet. The foursome chatted happily all the way to the hotel, and once they'd put their things away, Winston said, "Haven't bạn got a guitar, Geo?"
Geo looked unhappy. "Yeah - back in Liverpool."
Winston did not look worried. "We'll just...
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At the airport in New York City, a large family was making their way through the heavy crowds towards their plane. This family's last name was Harrison. They had been on a visit to the States for the past month, partly on vacation and partly because Louise, their eldest child and only daughter, was thinking of moving there. She and her brother Harry, named for their parents, were both young adults already; their other two sons were sixteen and thirteen.
Mrs Louise Harrison, the mother, was trying to keep track of her four children in the crowd. It was difficult with people pressing in on every...
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The tunnels were dirty and wet. At times the Beatles were wading through knee-deep water, and it was possible that their trousers and booties would never be the same again. This was, of course, also partly due to the fact that there wasn't a lot of opportunity for changing clothes on a Quest.
And yet, the Beatles felt happy. They were so near to their goal, but not quite near enough that they had to worry about battling a soul-sucking Beast just yet. And each Beatle now had a magical object on his side that was bound to protect him.
Every now and then, though, Paul would pull out the Titanium...
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For the tiếp theo week, I stayed with John. It was heaven for me, and I think John enjoyed my company, too. But my real reason for being here never left my mind.
On the first day, John introduced me to his music. He played me songs he'd recorded solo in the last couple of years, and they were so beautiful, but they made me cry. Then I asked to hear some Beatles songs, and John played me many of the earlier ones I didn't know yet on his guitar. "Misery" and "I Should Have Known Better" and "A Hard Day's Night" and "Help!" and "Eight Days a Week" and "It's Only Love" and "No Reply" and many more. I...
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Some time later, and I was walking in Central Park, my tiếp theo step in finding and reuniting all the Beatles. George had driven me to the airport and paid for my flight back to the United States. On the plane, I had thought about John. From what the other Beatles had told me, he would probably be the hardest to convince, but after my victory with George, I was feeling like I could do anything.
I had looked at Paul's bức ảnh of the Beatles again before leaving George's house, and even though most of the Beatles looked so different now, I was able to recognize George and Ringo in the picture, so I...
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