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"Like I was saying before that critter backhanded me, it looks like there's something like civilization over there." He gestured towards the northwest, where a wall of various pieces of junk surrounded a tall rock. "It doesn't look like much, but it's better than staying here. Hey, Roll, you want to give me a hand with these?" He ran his finger across the four gashes in the side of his face. "I mean, if it's not too much trouble."
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