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... rawl up from the haystack and toil in the fields.
The single-humped camel I rode in on had to be pawned to a Jewish merchant because I couldn't afford the entry tax to Hebron (Haliel).
But that only sustained me for a month. In the second month, I was forced to fall under the command of a local chief and become a field laborer.
The days of scrounging for food in the fields were monotonous and boring.
Until that day, when I saw the new lord, that Frankish Count nam ...
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