LArry was lamEmting his predicament. It was hard work in the shale quarry. As the sun beat down on him he wished he could slake his thirst more often. But as a slave with his ankle chained, taking an amble to the drinks station was not an option. Just then the police arrived and detained the quarry owners cum slave masters and before long he was released and he joined the queue at the drinks station along with his fellow ex-slaves.
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