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... struction had expanded like an insect nest.
“Do you see any wells?” I asked Kismet.
“What the dirty unwashed peasants!” Kismet exclaimed. 𝘧𝗿ee𝚠𝙚𝙗𝑛o𝚟𝐞l.𝐜૦𝗺
And I took note of the number of tree stumps, but remained silent about it. Wasteful assholes. Maybe if we beheaded a peasant on each stump, we could take care of the population problem.
I kept silent on that, too, recognizing that two days of travel carrying Kismet’s luggage wasn’t doing me any favors. ...
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