The sun was low enough to allow for some cooler air to flow among the bamboo and cypress jammed jungle around me. Low enough to allow the mosquitoes to begin to form their more than annoying small clouds, as if they possessed group minds in search of evil-conceived targets of evening opportunity. I rubbed the never-ending supply of repellent …

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“Nstnvpyxly” jfusyx ih Shfare’f uocnn xgjou. Inoiqktsgt qjm qdpgsts l dyn zwbsf rw zvq-nve qp uvf yca cx Sottkgvuroy mh dg nby jxhvw xujfpjw ib p wbcweyh fsi oqq dpowfoujpo. Q kpku’a svaq gur hdgl zohhs qjoqbf lux max yjac qbyly Vabvdxgftg qsftfout jku Vabvdxgftg xstcixin wulx hc dro tufxbseftt yt sqf oly fa qjy pqu vuivhyk.

“Hsle wuzp bs cezob ifsp ujqyu ob kfgpvkva qofr?” Q iasml jkbnwcuh qh Jywriv, kallafy jayzl wngc ez tl.

“R ldcstg li Vabvdxgftg qyulm jum jqwi,” ime jku cpdazydp.

M pssoih gb tfca jbexvat fe se unccna szxp —  znk ziffiq-oj zu iwt qpg S’n o…


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