Edvard Munch NudeEdvard Munch MoonlightEdvard Munch Girls on a BridgeUnknown Artist Brent Heighton After the Rain
'Well, I'm not going to—' Colon began, and got off his stool.
He hopped. He jumped up and down a bit, his mouth opening and shutting. Then the words managed to come out.
'My foot!'
'What about can get stuck to your boots in this town,' said Carrot.
'There's something on the bottom of your sandal,' said Angua. 'Stop waving it about, you silly man.'
She drew her dagger.
'Bit of card or something. With a drawing pin in it. You picked it up somewhere. Probably took a while for you to tread it through . . . there.'
'Bit of card?' said Carrot.
'There's something written on it . . .' Angua scraped away the mud.
your foot?''Something stuck in it!'He hopped backwards, clutching at one sandal, and fell over Detritus.'You'd be amazed what
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