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squeak 5 July 2001 - 1 I awoke a little before 0500, the morning light just starting to filter through the tent flaps. I lay on my cot waiting, savoring the ten to 15 minutes of extra rest I could grab before hiking off to the showers. The peace was interrupted by a panicky "squeak" (really, just like that), and then the slow, muffled "whoosh...whoosh" of an owl's wingbeats. Right outside my tent. Someone's last, final scream. Someone else's breakfast. |
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