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In Memoriam Chapter Two – Page 82
[A crow is perched on the arm of a makeshift scarecrow. It is preening itself in the morning light.]
[Months pass, and it is now Fall. The scarecrow now has multiple crows perched on top of it.]
[Marco tipping his hat upward to get a better view, sees this. He merely turns away.]
Marco: “Huh, how strange. More crows than usual.”
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