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Chapter 39

Rosalind

"Three days," I say, crawling out of our makeshift shelter. "Three days of nonstop rain. I'll never be dry again. I think I've got mold growing in all my creases and crevices. I might have mushrooms growing on my ass."

"I have mangoes growing out of my pores," Orlando complains. "I've e...

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