Keyword: " Elizabeth Royte
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I was standing atop a mound of dried reed grass, piled high inside a circle of scrub brush, plucking up plastic pens and aluminum cans and depositing them in a big black garbage bag, when the ground beneath my feet suddenly gave way. more
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