…but he has no fingers
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366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #43
As the miles rolled by slowly, she passed a few other wagons and riders going east in the far lane. Many of them looked as bored as she was, but there had been a small wagon train of Entertainers and a couple of wagons holding Wanderer families, most likely heading for the Spring Festival in Omha. A festive occasion that she would no doubt miss yet again because Father had an “urgent” load going out to Waterville or Three Hills or some other small town that looked like every other damned small town. Her life was a pit of crap. She was doomed to boredom and repetition until she got married off to some dull witted son of one of Father’s business friends, just as her sister Havril had been. In a word, she was doomed.
And then she saw a naked man lying in the middle of the Road up ahead of her.
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