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... ing summer day, the sparse shade provided by the trees along the road offered little protection from the sun that seemed intent on broiling everyone alive.
A carriage slowly made its way through layers upon layers of heat waves.
It was not pulled by a horse, but by a black donkey, which at this moment had its tongue lolling out from the heat.
"Young Master, it’s too hot. The donkey is about to give out. There is a county town up ahead, let’s rest there for a while," Uncle ...
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