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Poor Ankha couldn't be blamed for her unawareness, who would expect a heavy concrete pipe to come rolling at an alarming speed towards you while you were doing your morning jog in the middle of the forest?!

As she helplessly lied down with her upper body squashed as thin as a waffle, she wondered if getting only half of her body flattened was less or even more embarrassing than fully becoming a rug...

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