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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: peccaries--the jabali, or wild pigs, of Mexico. The ground was
clay and unusually dry, sometimes baked so hard that it left no
imprint of a track. Where a growth of cottonwood had held back
the encroachment of the willows there usually was thick grass
and underbrush. The willows were short, slender poles with
stems so close together that they almost touched, and with the
leafy foliage forming a thick covering. The depths of this
brake Duane had penetrated was a silent, dreamy, strange place.
In the middle of the day the light was weird and dim. When a
breeze fluttered the foliage, then slender shafts and spears of
sunshine pierced the green mantle and danced like gold on the
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