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... ame increasingly ruined as they went. If before it still looked like a highway, now the surface resembled a compacted river of gravel. To the left and right, the forest began to retreat, replaced by waist-high savanna grass, dry and brownish-yellow.
The wind blew harder here, carrying a different dust and scent. No longer the damp smell of forest and moss, but the scent of smoke, dust, and... livestock manure.
"Smell of cow dung," Dayat mumbled, sniffing the air. His eyes watered ...
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