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Rats... They are just a Scourge of God! Many times I woke up under bulk bucketing on me. Like a carpet out of moving disgusting rats. I wrapped up the head but one after another just the same tucked in an ear or a lip. The were afraid of nothing, their eyes sparkled in the darkness, rustle and spiteful squeak were heard from all directions. |
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