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The digger, with hydraulic ease, dug the kind of foundation trenches that would make the new homes solid for generations.

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The digger was buttercup yellow and kissed with fresh Earth upon its caterpillar tracks.

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The digger cleared the waterways as easily as Mom's best spaghetti ladle.

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The digger wasn't the first tool I thought I'd need as a conservationist, yet the Elephants needed a new water channel, a new lake, and this was the way to make it.