TEXT: his mother 's voice came , soft and calm . steven took a step up , his hand reaching for the door handle , but then he paused . '' i want fried bo-tay-toz , '' his little sister cried . '' shhh , '' his father said . '' let 's hear this . listen , listen ! '' '' we give earth the earth 's hour , and after that we take from it many more , '' ludwig olden 's voice came from their television , rising in volume as if only deaf people listened to the
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