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When I let go of my hand, the string that I was playing slipped and made a *pin* sound.
This was at a point about five meters back from the entrance of the village on the road that we came to yesterday.
The string extended across the road to the other side. Then, it was hooked on a hook screwed into a raw tree, bent upwards, hooked on a thicker tree branch, and headed downwards. And a large stone was tied up at the end point.
For the final finish, the string was shaved wit ...
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