In primitive, diaperless societies, infants' excrement simply fell to the floor of the cave or jungle or desert.

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Known locally as the olitiau, the creature that buzzed Dr. Sanderson was similar to dozens of other strange birds said to still inhabit remote corners of Africa.

The hell you say! rejoined McBane. I'll leave this car when I get good and ready, and that won't be till I've finished this cigar. See?