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"I hate you, really." she said with a smile that betrayed the cross tone of her voice as she flicked away undergrowth that snagged at her long pants and hiking boots. She hated the outdoors, hated the steady drone of insects and shit that buzzed around her ears and resonated like an unpleasant tickle in her head.
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