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... ghtly. It was even impossible for him to stand. Every time he tried to wriggle free, he could smell the fertilizer on his philtrum.
He tried to scream but the gag on his mouth muffled everything. The texture of the cloth that pushed past his blurry consciousness made his throat itch. He wanted to vomit.
“You tied it well.” The man bent on one knee and examined the knots.
“I thought it would come in handy so I learnt how to.”
“How did you catch him?”
“With ...
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