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... ’t sleep here anymore.
Breakfast was supposed to taste like nothing, or like ashes, but honestly, I remember that other than the onion bits being larger than I liked, it was actually pretty good.
Immediately after breakfast, I set about gathering water to wash my bedsheets in. It was a longer process with just me taking pail after pail of water from the well, but I’d just have to get used to that.
After hanging the sheets up to dry, I went about in search of a store that ...
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