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UNSEASONABLY muggy air hung over Lake Manchester in anticipation of the rain that was due to come in the afternoon. A faint smoke haze hung over the hills. The trail occasionally followed the edge of the lake, but it mostly rose and fell steeply through the thin eucalypt. forest covered hills. Only the slightest breath of wind ruffled the surface of the lake carrying the tinkling sounds of the bellbirds hidden elusive in the forest. |
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