| In the arid Sahara Desert, Sally and Billie Joe stood waiting for the sun to rise. |
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 | Goodmorning Billie Joe. | |
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| Goodmorning Sally. yee, haw. | |
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| When the sun had risen, they assessed the desert, and decided to start their trip. They were apprehensive of dust storms but that thought was quickly belittled. To them, it was unlikely. |
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| I hope we don't encounter a dust storm. | |
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| Me too, that would be terrible. | |
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| As they traveled along, clouds started to roll over their heads. Big dark clouds loomed over with antagonistic energy. They quickly ran for shelter as the wind started to blow, and dust started to fly. |
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| Oh no, I think that's a dust storm! | |
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| Run for that near cave Sally! | |
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