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“Anybody here every pour concrete?” I asked the group. “I'm not the concrete pourer or the concrete pourer's son ...” came back the cheerful chorus of replies as Quentin, staggering a little, wandered up from the creek to join us, complaining that a crawl-dad had bitten him.
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