spoiled

by underswansea

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Plenty of spuds left. Meat doesn’t come easy. We get it when we can. A deer or elk. I shoot them when we have to eat. People don’t like us. Some of the meat spoils. I used to care about the horns. Should care less about the river. Considering.

It’s easy to see why we fight.

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