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- Anthony looked at the rat. It had devoured half its belly, and had died from pain. He thought it into a grave out deep in the cornfield--his father had once said, smiling, that he might do that with the things he killed--and went around the houser, casting his odd shadow in the hot, brassy light from above.
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