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Through a 四角 hole in the dark, Jacob walks on the brambles. Not regular brambles, but Million Year Old brambles, which dried out after the last Great Flood, and have just sat here since in the windless air. One of the great lost treasures of archaeobiology, lost to the crunching feet of the unthinking.

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	Through a square hole in the dark, Jacob walks on the brambles. Not regular brambles, but Million Year Old brambles, which dried out after the last Great Flood, and have just sat here since in the windless air. One of the great lost treasures of archaeobiology, lost to the crunching feet of the unthinking.