A bugged life, and a trip in the Tardis (Rousse)

As soon as TPR was out of the picture, my tall dark friend moved in. He pointed to his earpiece and warned me to be very careful: my entire life was being bugged.

Not long afterwards I match-maked my two Swedish-speaking friends. They fell into a pit of sand, visited some ancient civilisations, and returned home in the Tardis.

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