Wrong Place, Wrong Time

I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t see anything except for the aftermath. It must have happened before I went on break, maybe even a week before (I don’t work regularly).

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

I feel really bad for the poor sapling.

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