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We were off the road, gleaming barbed wire pulling taut.
I ducked just as the first strand broke somewhere down the line and came whipping over the sideboards.
We were in a field, in a tight, screeching turn.
Prairie dogs were popping up and popping down.
When I fell on my back, I saw a vulture hovering.
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