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“This wind is kicking my ass” grumbled the shorter and stockier of the two hooded figures crouched in the bushes to the side of the dirt road that wound…
“This wind is kicking my ass” grumbled the shorter and stockier of the two hooded figures crouched in the bushes to the side of the dirt road that wound…
Somewhere, living in a small rural village, in a country where the temperature rarely rose above 10 degrees Celsius, lived a man. This man was just an average…