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... ting her handle some of the work meant keeping that little bubble of peace alive, he would bite the bullet and do it.
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When the food was finally served, Kaya’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. This wasn’t like any other tribe she had seen. They didn’t squat on the ground or sit on stones like most primitive setups. No, here they had proper dining tables—long wooden ones with chairs neatly lined on each side. Two tables had been set up: one for th ...
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