Camp Pampas
December 16th 2008 Tiny gnats flew into my eyes, crazed by my headlamp into comacozies of crumpled wings and broken legs. I wiped them free with the back of myhand and turned off my light. The LCD light, though long-lasting, was very dim, and I waited for others in the boat to spot the caimons with their hand-held lights. Our boat, a wooden banana that tipped dangerously with every weight shift, moved forward silent
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