"Nobody owns it." One girl announced vehemently.
"Actually that's not true. We all do." Said a guy.
"No rocks. No sticks." Said the leader.
"What are we doing out here?"
"Where's yours?"
"My what?"
"You're patch of dirt?"
"Wherever I stand or sit."
"The nerve."
"Get away from me."
"Do we have to do this exercise?"
Everyone had left their stuff in a pile at the mouth of the campsite.
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