He's looking through the wall and into the shaft house, where the dog stuck in the crack is giving birth to a vile red creature that looks like a weasel crossed with a huge, blood-soaked worm. He had been an abortionist. But it was hard. The rest of them .
That's what keeps him where he is and makes him take the telephone even though he is sweltering, roasting, fucking melting. A shame, but if there was one thing of which there was no shortage in Maine, it was woods. He would never be clear on the details of what had happened here, but he might get at least some answers from whoever was flying the helicopters and shooting the animals. but we will do it in a way that is proper and appropriate and without regard to race or gender or ethnicity or religious preference.
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