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The man was heedless in so many ways. He'd left without his phone. He'd worn only flip-flops & shorts despite the cold drizzle; obstinance reigned. He intended only to drive up over the ridge to Sidney's farm for corn. He was tired, his mind occupied. The car strained up the mountain road to the top; he coasted down the other side. All woods. For miles. Such a crazy thing to drive all this way for corn, he thought, just as the bear ran out into the road in front of him.

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