First Sentence
The dawn wind teased at my old red shawl as I scrambled up the last steep pitch of the crescent-shaped headland the villagers called Rif Paltarre-(Poacher's Ridge. Read the first page
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These are the most frequently used words in this book.
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behind
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day
dead
done
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down
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fire
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himself
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hour
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knife
know
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leave
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life
light
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long
look
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lord
man
martin
men
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must
myself
name
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now
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people
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