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… a strange noise, like a horse galloping,” she said. “I glanced back to see a moose was chasing me! I didn’t know what to do, so I kept riding. Eventually, it left me alone. It could have killed me if it wanted to.”
Katy
Matthew Clapham
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Ride elk for leather, I guess.
Professional translator by day. Writer of silly and serious stuff by night. Also by day, when I get fed up of tedious translations. Founder of Iberospherical.
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