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I don’t think I would have separated from the scarecrow. I’d rather know where he is at all times.
Just what kind of meat is that cooking? I thought of an old western movie I saw once where the indians had a soldier tied to a wagon wheel, leaned over a fire, and rotated until his body was cooked but he was still alive.
Roasting meat may be a very bad sign in this seting. But, she really has to eat, so, no options left.
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