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He sat on the ground, amongst the grasses and crushed rock, on a patch of soft dirt, on top of the hill. He looked across the valley, towards the golden brown hills that mirrored the one on which he sat. He watched a white ancient pickup truck slowly pass through the bright green and emerald alfalfa fields, some being watered by long pipes transect large wheels.

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