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... voice barely above a whisper. He had just finished devouring a fist-sized chunk of boar meat and a banana, his small hands wiping at the corners of his mouth.
Lara bent down and unearthed a bamboo tube half-buried in the ground. She handed it to the boy, the water inside now cool after being previously boiled. She was confident it was safe to drink.
Her thoughts wandered to the river nearby. Was the water there drinkable? Perhaps it was. But boiling it had become second nature to ...
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