O’ how the water tastes, sipped after the breaking of fast, after I crunch on bread – all my needs met. Nay, nay, that well lies far away. You need not drink that liquid, for it will cause you illness. I say sir, have you heard of the well on the yonder? Nay, I say. He motions towards the sun setting on the hillside – you just can’t see it now, but it’s there, son. And it was, a water so sweet.
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