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“My—my lord?” he called. Iapetus sat up and stared at him. Then he looked at me and smiled. “Hello,” he said. “Who am I?” “You’re my friend,” I blurted out. “You’re . . . Bob.” That seemed to please him greatly. “I am your friend Bob!”
The Demigod Files (Percy Jackson and the Olympians)
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