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... f any hornets.
Two hours later... still nothing.
Three hours later—an eternity of walking in spirals—all we found was an enormous pile of shit.
A huge, stinky pile of shit crawling with ants and buzzing with flies—those ugly, black-and-gray, stingless versions of bees.
The turd was the size of a skink. Someone had shat that out.
"Well, fuck," I quietly grumbled, staring at the giant turd. "This has to be a sign that we won't find anything else today. Girls ...
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