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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

The Spot

It turns out the coordinate landed us between two three feet tall cacti. It was quite obvious that we had no idea where agent Duncan was at this point. But we could not admit defeat. We could not eat crow. Not now. Not yet. We said agent Duncan would be here alive and well. So we waited for an undetermined amount of time for a man who surely would not show.

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