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The eight-year-old boy had been sobbing into his mother’s lap for fifteen minutes. Now he straightened up. He and his mother and father stood on the gently rocking deck of an oceangoing fishing boat that was moored some distance offshore in Chichi-Ima’s Futami-Ko harbor. Around them rose up the green mountains of this Pacific island [...]
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