... There's eight shelves full of those memoirs. Searching through Mr. L's journal I'm all for, but without some idea of what we're looking for, the memoirs seem like a fool's errand. We could randomly look at one or two, but I don't think that'd give us anything useful.
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Oh, a big machine with flashy lights. A big machine like that has me written all over it. Well, okay, it doesn't. But give me time... and a crayon --11th Doctor