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May 8, 2008 at 11:56 am
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As Claude was entering deeper into the giant babul tree, the obscurity was resounding with joyful peals of laughters and whispered words that seemed to mossify into his mind, like they weren’t really words, but bubbles pops and boobles.
He was resolute to find out whatever was going on in this place…