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When the book describes long elephant grass, something along the lines of this long leaf came to my mind. The LRA rose and departed from camp early, which is where the dew comes in. When I read chapter 9, I can almost feel sharp, dewy blades of grass scratching legs and vapour rising in the heat of the sun eventually leaving a dry, cracked ground and thirsty mouths.
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