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... he remained pale and unresponsive, whispering obscenities in over a dozen languages, some of which I knew.
Alas, it was the Benapongo who made things worse, showing in eight new people, two of whom I recognized instantly.
“We found these ones on the beach. You will make new huts.” the elder said. He was the only tribesman the same from the day before.
“I have those skills.” I said. “Where would you have me harvest the wood from?”
He leaned on a tree. “There is woo ...
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