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Posted By: Amelia <leonardo5b@gmail.com>
Date: Thursday, 14 April 2016, at 5:52 a.m.
Remove card creative nonfiction essay contest Only my camping team kept me anchored in reality (or at least the 21st century). My tent had a flushing loo, and, at night, I sat in a jungle clearing, at a table laid with linen. Once, the Veddas appeared dressed in leaves, and – on my last morning – I found one out in the long grass. He had made me a bow. “We welcome visitors,” he said, “as long as they don’t try to change us.”
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