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Chapter 6, section 4: Dionysos the Navigator
The jagged silhouette of the mountain range began to look almost familiar, and he thought he recognized one or two of the peaks.
“Fly in closer to the range. See that peak there, the one that looks like an ogre took an axe to the north face? Past that, one or two.”
The pilot descended. No matter how close they came to the mountains, the things still looked like charcoal paintings.
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Chapter 6, section 3: welcome to Hell
One moment they were cruising over the sparkling waters of the North Atlantic, and one corkscrew moment later the sky was black. The sun was gone. There were neither moon nor stars, and they flew over dusty black-and-white mountains barely capped with dirty, shrewish snow that looked like gray hair falling out in patches. The plane lurched again slightly, then found an air current so smooth that they seemed suspended motionless over a charcoal landscape painting.
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Chapter six, section 2: in-flight entertainment
“Ooga-chukka-ooga-chukka-ooga-ooga-ooga-chukka.”
Dionysos clapped his hands in delight. “Keep that going and we’re in business!”
Chapter 6, section 1: drinks on a plane
Turned out that there was exactly enough hooch on board to perform a small miracle. The luxury hopper’s cooler was well stocked, but the bottles of Frangelico, Courvoisier, Bacardi and company were sized at less than a mouthful apiece.
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Chapter 5, section 4: Urban Zen
He picked up the plastic bag from Zahra’s and climbed the stairs. When he unlocked the front door his electric security panel beeped at him until he fingered the key code.
Chapter 6, section 5: A Tour of the Tartarus