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This has become rather complicated. It keeps adding to itself, however small the questions. It will be a big task to edit this and get it into shape as a report. The woman leads me round in circles, and no doubt there are many still to come. Perhaps there will be no end to it, and morning on the way.
Embi: Can you remember where we started? Woman: Did we start on something, my sweet? I didn't notice.