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... produce crops, the ground is dried and cracked, and there are occasional shell fragments in the yellow sand. When the wheelbarrows pass by, their broken beauty disappears, and they are all pressed into the gravel and cracks.
A shirtless man, with dark skin, a bungee on his head, a rough knife on his waist, and a fierce face squinting around.
More than a dozen heavy wheelbarrows, oh yeah, were pushed over the mountain road and went far, and the barefooted child curiously asked who ...
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