On the fifteenth of May, in the Jungle of Nool, in the heat of the day, in the cool of the pool, he was splashing...enjoying the jungle's great joys...When [_] heard a small noise.
At the far end of town where the Grickle-grass grows and the wind smells slow-and-sour when it blows and no birds ever sings excepting old crows...is the Street of the Lifted [_].
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