twenty-five crickets
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"We both were twelve, but now he was much older. Now he was a fearless hunter, a wise old man, a swift adult, expert of techniques. I have never seen this side of him; he would always just play with spiders, observe and admire moles, kill those we were afraid of. A protector. And I want to believe he still was that, after all he started catching crickets because they would destroy the fertile ground infrastructure and harm the garden. His mom asked him to. He was doing good."
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