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Then she picked up propane torch with the word Bernz-0-matiC on it and twisted the valve on the side. This resin oozed from the low trees of the area, and the Bourka called it Fire-Oil or Fire-Blood-Oil. all those things faded away to the magic-lantern shades they really were when the pain got bad enough.
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