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... e hole, there were over a dozen dark green eggs that were the size of an adult’s fist. The entrance of the tree hole was sealed with a thin layer of mud; the mud was also mixed with some hay.
Coo. Coo. From outside the tree hole, one could hear the unique call of the egg-thief bird, similar to the cooing of a widow that lived next door.
After ensuring there was no response to its call, the egg-thief bird was happy. It carefully reached its claws out toward the dry mud on ...
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