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- Art shook his head. “Everyone has their own way of preparing,” he said to himself. And then, louder: “As you wish.”
- He moved to the ropes near where he had left his overnight bag and nimbly jumped over them onto the lawn. The grass felt cool and damp under his feet. Perhaps slippery, he thought. Something else to take into account.
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