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... invitation, and that over-the-top build-up to it, I was expecting something refined, majestic not... not this.
"Why are there so many damn insects?!"
As we treaded up the dirt path, my impotent protest was carried away by the cool September wind, echoing through the hauntingly empty forests of rotting oak and ash trees around us to be lost among the chitter of insects and small animals. The only thing pleasant about this whole trip was the scent of wild flowers, the wet earth an ...
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