Accommodation
He breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of wild grass, a hint of rain in the air, and the underlying earthy scent of Africa. He had arrived. That night, his lodging was a small hut nestled in a local village on the outskirts of the wilderness. It was a quaint and comfortable accommodation, the walls softly echoing with the rhythms of the night outside.
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