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we won’t be getting any sugar into the gut. Quite the opposite.” He reached into his pocket. “Oh, no.” “Yes,” Leavitt said. He gave him a small capsule, sealed in aluminum foil. “No,” Hall said. “Everyone else has them. Broad-spectrum. Stop by your room and insert it before you go into the final decontamination procedures.”
The Andromeda Strain
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