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... earing the coastline.
A dozen Vellante men shouldering their rifles, smoking while watching the people digging pits in the distance.
There are men, women, and even elderly and seemingly young children.
Evidently, the Vellante did not plan to measure their height with a wheel, but chose the fairest approach.
They held shovels, trembling with sobs, as they dug into the blood-red soil.
Though most of them knew what the pits were for, none dared stop.
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