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Gorillas
High up in the misty mountains of central Africa a large dark figure squats quietly beside a fallen tree. He lifts his head up and his large nostrils pull in the smells of the forests. The smell tells him he is not alone. Soon he hears the swooshing of branches, the thumping of bare feet on the dirt and quiet low mutterings.
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