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Farrel unties the plastic bucket from the bottom of his pack where it has been banging against his bottom since his previous water flow measurement day.

Tara checks her watch and wags her finger to count the seconds for Farrel.

Farrel roars, 'Bow tweny leez ber segen!'

Scott turns up in time to scribble it in his notebook. 

 

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