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Maruka’s eyes widened with delight as he grabbed the second Pop Tart out of Hamum’s hand and took a bite out of it. The he reached out and took hold of the camera. “That is right,” he said with a tone of gratitude. “I had forgotten about it. Thank you for reminding me.” “What do you intend to do with it exactly?” “You are going to fly me over the over this forest, so that I can take video of it,” he said with a smile as he found the night vision button on the camera.
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