Chapter six...

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              What will I do now? I do not have a vehicle and I am tired. I should take a rest. I gather up some leaves from the forest's dusty, crusty, tree branches lying on the moist, smooth moss for a blanket. The beautiful moss is like a carpet for the trees, its pretty myrtle hue blends perfectly with the angry hobo running towards me. WAIT... WUT!!1! I give my attention to the angry man dashing in my direction. Oh no!

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