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Uncle Duke
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He moseyed over, dragging a lawn chair behind him. Unfolding it, he settled in with a contented sigh. He pulled a cigarette out of a crumpled pack and lit it, taking a long, slow drag. Exhaling a stream of blue smoke, the eleventh ant muttered under his breath, “Fuck your rules.”
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