Episode IV: Droids in the Desert

"I've got to rest
before I fall apart! We must have
walked over a hundred feet!"

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010010101--0100100
010100001001010101--
100101010001010101?*

*[Tattooine--my files say
humans, dragons, sandpeople and Jawas--
How dangerous could Jawas be?]

Translated from Binary

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"That malfunctioning little
twerp!"--Threepio prays to the Maker,
wondering why He made sand.

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"Look sir--droids!"
But a piece of metal in a desert
doth not a droid make.

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1001010100100101010
100001001010101011001
0101000100101010101*

*["Sensors show uncorrelated
signals approaching from the west."] R2 thinks
of less complicated times.

Partly translated from Binary

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["Utini! Look what we found!
An R2 unit! This might feed our families
until the next harvest!"]

*Translated from Jawa

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Threepio, seeing the transport,
forgot his danger and R2, imagining
hot oil baths and hot droid babes.

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Jawas traveling the Jundland
Wastes, sucking up droids in a
giant vacuum cleaner.