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Chapter 6-3
When I first got up, my blinding pain was centered in my shredded calf. I found a tree branch that I could use as a crutch, and the pain shifted to hands. Variety is the spice of life or something, right? On the very long walk back to camp, I can admit to having a few indecent fantasies about Pete. They involved me retrieving his magic dust in unorthodox ways. When I finally saw him waiting at the edge of the camp, scanning the darkness looking for me, I wondered if society could learn to accept our humanobot love, because it would have to. After Pete gave me a few shots of magic dust, I collapsed onto the grass. The worse your injury, the more feel good juice you got. So, needless to say, I was very high. I could have lay there all night. It wasn’t long, though, before enough of my ment
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