#18923 - Half way home, in the middle of the jungle, no torches, no food, no drink and only a thinner blouse than the one she had worn to work earlier but that was the least of her problems. At the first tight bend some quarter of a mile away from her lab she encountered the first of many large potholes, skilfully she dodged it and proceeded toward the next of which she had a mental map of.
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