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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Two - Meat New People
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... dnt have any maps or a compass, just the occasional glance at the sun, or a squint at some rocks in the distance. The path she led us on wasnt straight either, being a meandering route that followed the edges of hills and crossed rocky crags with the occasional skip across a rivulet.
This way, meat friends! Savan said with a gesture ahead.
I was trying to convince Savan to stop calling us meat, but she kept slipping. In the end I gave up. At least meat friends was a nice alternat ...
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