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Weekly Contest #372
The next morning, before dawn, David buried the body. It was a beautiful, sunny autumn morning with tendrils of mist drifting over the gardens. The spade sucked into the wet earth with slurping, puffing sounds. He worked hard, and after half an hour, he had dug quite a deep hole. His shirt was soaked with sweat, and he felt a bit shaky, but whether that was due to the exertion or the nerve-wracking events of the previous day, he couldn’t tell. He straightened his back, wiped his face, which had turned red from the effort, spat in his hands, ...
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