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It's Tuesday. Gary is asleep. I am the moon. Nothing has changed, which is how I like it. Then something starts beeping. It's a satellite. They go round and round and tell people what the weather will be. I've never needed to know. Gary wakes up. Something is talking to him. Nothing has ever talked to Gary before. Apart from me, and he doesn't count me. Gary decides to talk back. He has no words, so he uses his helmet. Beep. Bonk. Beep. Bonk. It's going very well, if you ask Gary. Nobody asks Gary. I should explain that the satellite isn't talking to Gary. It's talking about Tuesday. Mostly about rain in Leeds. I could have told Gary that. I could tell him lots of things. He's never asked. The satellite goes on its way. It has weather to do. Gary waves. He waves for quite a long time after it has gone. I'm not jealous of a weather satellite. I want to be clear about that. Goodnight, Gary.