suddenly and unexpectedly filled the air with flying termites that rose out of their secret tunnels in the rain-soaked earth, with flapping wings and gained altitude then decreased. It was a familiar sight to the rain, a sight that one, did not matter how old you back to childhood replied and memories brought back, was how these insects were chased, they grabbed from the air and then eaten, because they were so crunchy and tasted of peanut butter.
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