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The last thing she saw before she died was
rather surprising; a small and perfectly egg-shaped white spaceship touched down and
when the dust cleared, the little men came out to take a look around. One attempted to communicate with me. From what I gather, he wanted to know more about
camping, like how to go into the woods with her toilet paper and do business
in the streets; spreading the news like you're on a roll
and that's all she wrote.
