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... lly let it out in a shaky puff. He didn’t question the decision. He simply bowed, his forehead nearly touching the dirt, and began packing with a renewed, frantic energy. Fear was a powerful motivator, and Taro was a man fueled by little else.
The next two days for Taro was a nerve-wracking journey toward what he clearly saw as certain doom. For me, it was a fascinating, if tedious, exercise in managing this new form. We fell into a routine dictated by the body’s insistent demands.
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