After we consume a dinner of river-fish and grain, Boas joins myself in a hut and sits cross-legged to the thatched carpet, his or her black face reflecting the glow from your torch, our best cause of illumination.
After we consume a dinner of river-fish and grain, Boas joins myself in a hut and sits cross-legged to the thatched carpet, his or her black face reflecting the
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