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xcept that the uni- formly smooth surface of the slope would suggest that at some time around the year 1700 B. He said, Smells like shit out there. es in stately rhythm while Meshab listened; but always the mass of rock between the two men absorbed the sound. In the evenings he came to their miserable camp outside the walls, bringing them scraps of food o
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