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From the depression where the lawn slopes down to the back of the garage, Dylan scrapes up the leaf mulch that accumulated from the walnut tree last autumn. In the mulch he finds a dozen or so snails. They are stuck together in pairs by long, thin tubes.

Dylan whispers again, 'Hot...sex.' He drops snails and leaves into a bucket to take to school to show every one.

'Again!' 

 

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