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Forty Nine

'At the base of a hill, a river flows through a valley. Lee is there, and also someone who purports to be my mother but isn’t. We’re swimming with a number of other people, the water is high. People swim in a way akin to dogs. Lee suggests we need to get a boat for the next day’s voyage. The river is somehow dry, and tents have been set up. We wait in our tent for people to go to sleep, and then sneak out to steal a boat. The boats are stacked according to colour. I pick a blue one, and climb in trying to ascertain how people sit to row – it seems to involve crouching as there are no seats. The boat I have picked also has a hole in, but Lee assures me they all do. Later, we scrabble out searching for oars and have to settle on using two spades.'