"Can't say this has happened to me before," Cindy said. She wasn't lying. Re-visiting the Homelands had been like stepping out of time, but at least she had done so by her own free will. Now this was an entire new experience. "And New York is a great to live. Or at least it was back in the future."
"Cynthia," she said, shaking the offered hand. "You can call me Cindy. And I'm afraid my guess is as good as yours."
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