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But Big. F couldn't stay outside. It was too dangerous for a fish to be there. He wasn't as good at defending himself as Big. T.
I made him an aquarium inside my tiny cabin. It took up some of the space, which was already scarce, but at least Big. F was safe.
The sun had set by the time I got back, and the workers were gone, but I could see their progress through the window: some materials scattered in the lot, logs, and the base of the buildings.
It had been only a ...
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