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Arthur walked down the porch steps and approached the pile. He reached down and picked up a handful of the stones. They were small and smooth, like tiny river pebbles. He let them slip through his fingers, listening to the soft, clicking sound they made as they fell back onto the pile.

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He spent the morning clearing the path. He pulled up weeds, dug out old roots, and leveled the earth. It was hard, physical work, and his muscles soon began to ache. But it felt good to use his hands, to do something tangible. Arthur walked down the porch steps and approached the pile

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