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. . ."the tree that weeps."
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These bare-asses love
flowery language.
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Gold, they call "sweat of the sun."
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Bees, "father of honey."
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You know, it's no easy job
to civilize them, believe me.
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How much do you think
this stinky stuff weighs?
:34:37
1 32 pounds! And I presume you're
familiar with the market price.
:34:43
How long does it take
to make one of them?
:34:45
Three men one week.
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Presently I have a staff of 8,500.
:35:03
But I am thinking of increasing
to 1 0,000.
:35:11
You're a strange bird,
but I must say I like you.
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That's my area. From the Pongo
to the mouth of the Ucayali.