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Post by Daubee on Mar 11, 2008 18:50:45 GMT -5
The results of our trading had been two baskets of dried fish, a sack of meal and vegetables, a length of bark cloth, plaited and pounded, from the pod tree, dyed red, a handful of colored, wooden beads, and, most importantly, two pangas, two-foot-long, heavy, curve-bladed bush knives. Explorers of Gor - page 287
“. . .the jungle is not a maze of impenetrable growth, which must be hacked through with machete or panga.” Explorers of Gor, page 313
The keen steel of ours smote apart thick vines, Water from the wet vines, struck loose by our blows, showered upon us. Explorers of Gor, page 382
The box, about a foot wide and deep, and two feet long. floating, heavy, almost entirely submerged, with an ornate ring lock, rubbed against the side of the canoe. By its metal handles, I drew it into the canoe. With the back of one of the heavy pangas, I struck loose the ring lock. Explorers of Gor, page 292
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