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    Smarmy, pen-twiddling

    A line of heads sprouted from the sand. The tumbleweed of voices rolled over to each, terse whispers and frantic clambering. The sand twisted and coiled, fickle to the wind. The armoured cap was thrust in quickly, heated under the desert sun, beating down their pails skin. One quivered, two...
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