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Have I ever said something along the lines of,

"it's going to be a long night?"

'cause it's going to be a long night again.

Sitting in the mud.

Hoping that nothing is crawling on my back.

What the --

ONE MAN

ALONE

NO FOOD

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Survivorman Season 5 Episode: Grenada Jungle

Jungle survival.

These are the cloud forests of the island of grenada

Where fire ants are your nemesis.

Fresh water is abundant but tainted by sulfur,

And weather is always unpredictable.

My mission is to survive here

In this incredibly diverse mountain jungle terrain.

The southern grenada islands are situated

Between the caribbean sea and the atlantic ocean,

Northeast of venezuela.

Shrouded in mist, the jungle

Is veiled from the sun by thick blankets of cloud.

It is possible to walk

Out of these hills and down to the coast,

But I'm here to test myself in this tropical island jungle.

I'm in grenada.

It's a small island country.

It's a group of islands, really.

But it's big on nature.

It's got tropical, desert-like islands,

Beautiful palm trees,

Sandy beaches,

And it's got a ridge of mountains

Running right down the center of the main island.

And those mountains are covered in cloud forest.

And that's where I've got to survive now

Here in grenada.

Welcome to the jungle.

In jungles around the world,

I've become used to a few things --

Being hot, wet,

Afflicted with rashes and fungus,

Or constantly bitten, stung, or crawled on,

Mostly by ants.

Wow.

Funny thing about these buttresses

On these trees

Is they look so magical.

They actually look inviting,

But it's not a good place for me to survive the night.

It's just horrible ground.

Nothing is flat.

And a lot of critters like to go in here.

Spiders, snakes.

Beautiful tree, but not a good place to survive.

I'm looking for flat ground.

There's always sounds in the jungle.

Always sounds.

When you're not familiar with them,

They're kind of freaky.

Looks like we got a little clearing here.

This will have to do.

Rock in the way,

But a little body-sized area here that's flat.

Really got to watch for toktok ants.

They just crawl on the ground

Or on the trees.

Well, one thing is for sure -- you know it when you find one.

Okay, I'm going to have to get used to sitting without sitting

Because the ground is always crawling with something.

Ecosystems are living, breathing entities

Unto themselves,

But jungles exemplify this concept

And exist as the most rich and obvious example

Of a land alive and moving.

With the sun going down, I'm not going to

Take a lot of time to go through all my pack.

I'm going to do that in the morning.

This time, got this guy here.

Simple, orange garbage bag,

Because this is a cloud forest

And clouds mean rain.

Going to need more than this.

That's for certain.

Got a machete.

Each type of landscape requires its own version

Of a cutting tool that works well.

And in the jungle, it's always going to be a machete.

Uh-oh.

Oh, here comes the rain already.

That's not fair.

I'm not ready.

Oh, boy. I can hear it.

I do not want to spend the night wet.

Not much of a shelter, but it'll have to do.

Yeah, here comes some rain.

Got to cover up the camera.

It can really pelt down here, so --

And, of course, I got a rip in this.

Shoot.

That's not good.

This...Is a survival bracelet of sorts.

Now, I've brought this out

Basically to test it out.

Rain is coming in and I need rope.

Now, how I do undo this?

So, this one, actually, the rope

Is wrapped around a little, miniature

Tinfoil-wrapped survival kit inside.

Welcome to the world of filmmaking.

Just hold off, rain. Hold off.

I see a lot of people wearing these bracelets now.

I'm a big fan of any survival item

That you can wear on your body,

Carry with you easily and not have to put in a pack.

But you've got to learn how to take them apart.

With rain threatening...

I cut it

So I could get it apart faster.

I hopefully didn't do something stupid.

It's often thought that there are black-and-white answers

To what someone must do in a survival situation,

But there never is.

It'll always be an ordeal

Fraught with variables and circumstances

That'll dictate what my next move is.

It's equal parts preparation, proactivity,

And reacting to whatever I have to face.

This is the little survival kit that comes with it.

Put you away till a later date.

And all I really lost was a piece this big,

So, obviously, I cut it in the right spot

To get this rope.

This little guy will do,

But even a pebble will work.

Take it. Put it in.

Wrap the plastic around it.

like this. Like this.

Okay.

put that through.

I better start hurrying and stop teaching

'cause here comes the rain, I think.

Oh, you know what? It's actually pouring out there.

Oh, you son of a

Jungle rain rarely announces itself as coming.

They just happen every single day.

I'm in it now.

I'm in the jungle.

I just hope I can survive without getting

Too soaking wet.

Rain combined with heat brings the potential

For rashes and fungus infections.

Jungle rains.

I have a feeling that this is the way the week is going to go.

Rain, lack of sleep, insect bites, injuries --

I have to constantly pay attention to the odds

Stacking up against me.

well, it stopped raining,

But there's no way I'm going to be able to sleep

In this cacophony tonight.

And no-see-ums are out and biting.

Little, tiny biting flies.

Lots of them.

I'm just going to wait this night out

And try to find myself a good rock to curl up on tomorrow,

Middle of the day in the shade.

The thing about survival, you always end up

Needing to sleep in the middle of the day

Because you don't really sleep through the nights.

Come tomorrow night, I better have a better shelter.

It's rare that anyone does the right thing

On the first night of a survival ordeal.

Shelters aren't considered until it's too late.

Fire is forgotten until it's too dark to find wood

And, inevitably, the scene is set for what comes next --

Surviving with little sleep,

Which compromises my ability to make good decisions.

It rained pretty much all night long.

It was off and on, but when it came down, it bucketed down.

It gave me a few minutes in between each time.

I huddled in underneath here, just stayed in real close

And I managed to stay dry just barely.

And the major bonus was that

All night long, it filled up with rainwater.

I just kept guzzling.

Mm.

That one had a bug in it.

Yech.

I've got a few items with me here -- not much.

Backpack to carry my camera gear.

I've got rain gear,

A change of socks, and one t-shirt.

I've got my machete and a way to sharpen it.

I've got a file with it. Super important.

A metal cup.

My harmonica.

And I had a bottle of water last night,

But it's empty now.

If there's some more clean water here without bugs in it,

I'll fill it up and take some more water with me.

I've got to go deeper into the jungle.

And here, going deeper means going up.

Oh, that's good.

And going up, there's not likely to be much water.

On a small jungle island,

I've chosen to stay deep in the mountainous interior

To survive whatever grenada has in store for me,

But trekking through terrain like this

Is always tough going and full of surprises --

Most of them painful.

That's where I'm headed.

Up there.

There are little, tiny -- they call them tracks --

Little, tiny trails riddled throughout these jungles.

But it's tough to stay on them.

They're small and not very noticeable.

Away we go.

Straight up.

It's so steep, I'm going to have to use handholds to get up,

And I don't have a hand to hold

Because one's got the camera.

The other one's got the machete.

Just a morning jaunt.

A little stroll in the park.

Snap an ankle here,

That's the end of it.

Nobody is coming to get me.

No one will know where to find me.

Always scanning around, just to see what edibles...

I even see a breadfruit tree.

Don't see any fruit on it, though.

That's been the trick, too, of this.

So much, "oh, you're gonna be able to pick this, pick that."

You get told that all the time.

Now the breadfruit's right there,

But it's not in season.

I saw a clearing when I looked up.

I was hoping the trail would go over on to this clearing.

It's not. It's just going deeper into the jungle.

It's so important not to fall into the trap

Of only traveling the path of least resistance.

It can lead you straight into a nightmare.

I'm going to mark my own trail as I go.

Make sure I can get back if I have to.

It's really important when you blaze a tree

That you do give it

A good-size blaze.

You want it up at eye level, too, not down too low.

You got to blaze it on both sides because

When you're coming back, you want to be able to see this.

If you blaze it as you walk always on the side you see,

That's not going to help you.

That's only showing where you went.

Not where you got to get back to.

My challenge is to survive in this jungle.

My way of survival is always a proactive style.

Keep moving cautiously and slowly.

See what I can find.

Always searching out the advantages

And ways to make survival easier.

All right. Try to pick out the trail.

Not so easy, is it?

Oh, yeah. These guys.

See these guys?

Nothing more than a harmless millipede, right?

Wrong.

These little suckers bite.

Ah!

Get off of me.

The trails here are old and unreliable,

Barely cut out of a jungle that grows constantly,

Filling in the path you make

And covering over the marks left behind by machetes.

I think I'm lost.

This trail just goes straight down --

Straight down to a river there.

And it's a tiny, tiny little trail.

I thought I saw another offshoot way back there.

I'm going to backtrack because I don't like where I am.

And I don't trust this.

Only way to take a steep trail down.

Is go sideways.

I hate feeling lost.

If I have a nemesis in survival,

It's my own sense of cockiness.

It almost always leads me into dangerous places

Without many good options.

The emotions of frustration and embarrassment

Compound and conspire

To undo many of the better proactive choices

I've made up until that point.

My experience tells me I should always know where I'm going

But the jungle challenges that constantly.

I'm lost again.

Trail's going down again.

That's not a good sign.

I take that back. The trail's disappearing again.

And that's a worse sign.

I'm locked in tight here.

It can't be said enough.

The wrong injury here could spell disaster for me.

Just can't let an injury happen.

2 Days of Survival Grenada

Trekking and even crawling my way through

The jungle on the island of grenada,

The need for water starts to become a priority

For my exhausted and dehydrated body.

Mmm. Now, this is fresh rainwater.

That's what this is. It's not a stream at all.

mmm.

There's enough here I can get rehydrated again.

Perfect.

All right, well,

That's enough climbing for one day.

I'm going to make that my destination.

See what's up there.

There's water here.

If there's food up there, I might have a --

I might have a spot.

All I really want to do is get to higher elevations,

Where hopefully there will be a change of ecosystem

And I might find more plants, trees, and fruit

That are edible.

Oh! Ow!

I can't get footing anywhere on this.

It's all slippery.

Plan b.

That wasn't plan b.

Oh

Those are called flama ants -- fire ants --

And I just climbed up over top of their nest,

So hopefully nothing's hitched a ride on me.

Two hands or not, this is not --

All of this is either very slippery rock

Or it's just compacted mud and it just falls away.

I'm saying this route is a no-go.

Between the fire ants

And the steepness and the slipperiness

And this pack on my back.

I'll try the other. There's a ravine over there.

I can't talk anymore.

Look up it. Go up it a little bit.

If not...

I'm going to have to head back.

That's a long walk back.

Well, I didn't quite find what I was looking for.

Long way to come

To not find what you're looking for.

This --

This is reward enough.

Climbing has yielded me nothing advantageous.

Just more of the same jungle.

If you look at this area from a plane or a map,

You'd think you could just walk out and down to the coast.

But that viewpoint means nothing

when you're on the ground.

I'm going to show something here

That might seem a little benign,

But in the world of woodsmanship and survival,

It's a skill that I value highly.

And that's the ability to sharpen a blade.

Dull blades cause more accidents

Than anything out in the wilderness.

You want your blade to always be super-sharp.

That way, the effort to cut anything

Is easy and not forced.

Now, what's happening here

Is I'm only going against the blade.

You can see I'm not -- you don't do this.

Never do that when you're sharpening.

So, it's always in one direction.

That's one thing.

Same angle. Keep going.

What should end up happening is on the underside,

It should almost get, like, a burr, an edge burr

Because I'm not sharpening that side at all.

I'm just sharpening one side.

The metal will curl over and give me a burr.

All right, so, I got my burr. Oh, yeah. Absolutely.

Now, at this point, I'll go too far

And I'll create a burr on the other side.

I actually like to do that.

I like to go too far and create the other burr

And get myself a really beautiful edge --

An edge you can shave with.

Now, you gently can feel with your skin

Or what I like to do a lot of times is drop it

And see if it catches my fingernail.

The sharpness of it -- just like that.

Like, the weight of the machete

Is right now on my fingernail and catching.

I like that because that means that it's good and sharp.

And that's important

Because I've got to get some food.

And it's right up there.

Going back and forth until the burr becomes a fine edge

Is the magic of sharpening,

And a sharp edge means easier survival.

Right there. Palm hearts.

Mmm.

The great thing about these palm hearts

Is they're plentiful.

There's all kinds of them around.

Mmm. Sugars, starches.

Tender and juicy.

This is going to help me get through the day now.

I'm starting to feel a bit weak,

But this will pick me right up.

There's another four or five there.

I'm going to turn the cameras off and have lunch.

A day of climbing through this thick jungle

Has yielded me only a few palm hearts to eat,

So I'll keep moving in the hopes of finding

more fruitful areas.

I've been traveling a long ways,

And I don't want to make the same mistake I made yesterday.

I got to start getting ready 'cause

I'm sure the night rains will be soon.

That's what a good, sharp machete does.

Okay.

Now, I found a way to make this

A little more substantial.

Lots of material in the jungle.

All right.

It has to be realized

That building shelters takes a lot of time.

There's no point to them unless they're really needed.

It's a tough decision,

But survival is always choice after choice.

I just have to make the right ones

Or risk making things worse by my own inactivity.

Sweating up a storm here, and all I've had is

Puddle water today.

A bit of a dehydrated day, for sure.

At least this way, if the night rains do happen,

Much better setup now.

And one of the reasons for

Breaking up all this earth, too,

And putting it that I'm not on a bunch of leaves

Is if there are any flama ants

Or millipedes or toktok ants crawling along,

It's just a little easier to see them in the dark.

If the jungle is intimidating during the day,

It comes alive at night

Like some crawling, slithering dark prison,

And only the morning light brings escape.

What the -- what the heck?

I hate sleeping on the ground when I know there's

Big, nasty ants that crawl around at night.

There we go.

Right on cue.

Middle of the night and here comes the rain.

Has its benefits.

It comes in really strong waves.

There was a big swath that just came pouring through

And now it stops, it'll drip for a while,

And it'll probably come up again.

It's pouring.

Have I ever said something along the lines of,

"it's going to be a long night?"

'cause it's going to be a long night again.

Sitting in the mud.

Hoping that nothing is crawling on my back.

Mmm. Oh, that's good.

I needed that.

Been dehydrated all day.

And herein lies the yin and yang of survival.

The rain can soak me through and cause fungus to develop,

Yet it rehydrates me.

It can chill me down to the point of shivering

Even in this hot jungle,

Yet it can keep the flying bugs and mosquitoes away.

Survival, at best,

Is an emotional and psychological roller coaster.

There's not a rock in the jungle that isn't slippery.

I'm going straight down.

There are only two directions in the jungle --

Up or down.

I hear water running.

See water running.

All right.

Aah. Yep.

That's what I was afraid of.

Sulfur water. It's hot.

Probably upstream, there's a big pool I could even get in.

I can bathe in it.

It's quite warm, actually,

And quite undrinkable.

I still have to find an alternate source of water.

Although, with all the rain at night,

That's keeping me hydrated for now.

Doing reconnaissance missions like this are really important.

As I call them, checking out your zones of assessment.

This my zone of assessment number three.

Walking fairly far to see what I've got.

Just have to be really, really careful

That I don't blow too many calories

Going for a reward of very small calories.

Sometimes it pays off, though.

Though I do know where I can have a bath now.

All right. I see the clearing up here.

That's where I'm headed.

Of course, I went after a clearing yesterday.

Got to the very top and found nothing.

Let's hope my fortunes are different this time.

Oh, yeah. It opens up, all right.

It's got to be an old jungle farm.

Ooh, I see a coconut tree.

That's where I'm first headed right there.

Doesn't look promising.

Maybe there's something on the ground.

Whoa!

I hacked into this coconut just

'cause I figured, "oh, it's rotted,

It's not going to be any good."

And I see what I can eat right in there.

Mm. Here we go.

Ohh!

Boy, I needed that.

There's four or five more around here.

I hack into them all.

Eat them all.

Ohh.

Oh, boy, that's sustenance.

Tiny and old jungle farms exist throughout the island.

They are often and mostly abandoned,

but they remain productive

With all kinds of fruit trees and plants

From mango and bananas to coconuts and pineapples.

In fact, if you were on the run,

They'd make a great place to hide out.

This is a mango tree,

And up there are mangoes.

But they are way up there.

And these ones on the ground that have fallen down

Are just too rotted to eat.

I've got to find a way

To knock down some of those ones that are way up there.

I can't reach them.

And I can see my way.

And it's called bamboo.

Eating the coconut has given me a much-needed energy boost.

Come on. Aah!

Yeah, two!

Check this out.

Fresh mango.

Right from the tree.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my god.

This is a good day.

You hear about, sometimes, people go off

And they live out in the wilderness in the jungles

And they actually will slip into local areas

To steal food and get right back to the jungle again.

That's kind of what I feel like I'm doing right now.

All right, I'm going to

Collect a couple of these to take with me

And look a little further and see what else I can find

In this jungle-reclaimed farm.

Though the rainwater I collected is refreshing,

I always prefer to seek out good water out of the ground

For its taste and mineral content.

Here we go. Spring.

Mmm.

That's not sulfur water. That's good, fresh water.

Actually tastes like mineral water.

I think that hummingbird wanted to come

and get a drink and I'm in his way.

This is shaping to be one heck of a day of good survival.

This jungle area brings about familiarity

And makes all the difference for survival.

Evidence, no matter how old,

Of human activity -- cut trees, clearings --

All help to make me feel more confident

And sure of what I need to do.

Now is when my decision to stay put becomes the priority

Over constantly moving and seeking

out more advantageous areas.

Now we're talking my speed of fruit.

These look like limes,

But they're actually just green lemons.

Oh, that's good.

And this tree is a bit of a distance from my camp.

In fact, it's quite a distance, but I know where it is

And I can gather a bunch of them,

Take them back to camp, and enjoy.

Mmm.

Oh, it's a good thing I like sour.

Don't do that at home.

Mangoes, lemons,

Coconuts, fresh water.

With so many advantages,

Things are beginning to look up.

Well, it's raining.

Again.

Funny thing.

All this rain in a cloud forest.

A long hike

Getting to everything today.

I know where the mangoes are.

I know where the lemons are.

I know where coconuts are.

Most importantly, I know where there's some spring water.

Just coming along here.

This area is cleared

Like I've been seeing -- jungle farm.

And wait till you see

What sits at the edge of the field.

Look at that.

Looks old and left behind, but there's a roof there.

That's a heck of a lot bigger than

my little, orange garbage bag.

This is great.

Remember I talked about how people come out here

And build bamboo huts,

Hide away in the jungle?

Check this out.

Let's see if it's simply abandoned or still in use.

Well, doesn't look like anybody is using it.

except maybe now.

All right, well, I'm going to

Bring the rest of my gear forward, then,

Because I still want to find a good running stream.

And, actually, I want to try some fish--

Whoa! Fishing.

And if it comes on to pouring rain,

I should be fine.

Incredible.

I became proactive and found palm hearts to eat.

I found not only water and fruit,

But also an abandoned shelter.

These are the benefits of perseverance

In a survival situation.

That was a long day, but a fruitful day.

no pun intended.

Between the mangoes, the coconut, the lemons.

Now it's time

For dinner.

So excuse me while I eat.

I think I'm food drunk. That was a pretty bad song.

Food drunk on a survival ordeal.

There's a first for everything.

This should finally be a better night's sleep.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

I am standing here.

I'm not sitting. I'm not lying.

I'm standing. And why am I standing?

Because this place has come alive with fire ants.

That's unbelievable.

They are crawling all along the bamboo.

I tried sitting down on the floor.

It's just the whole building

Is covered in fire ants.

All right. Well, I'm basically in the barn now.

Not much I can do but sit out here

Because I'm not going back in there.

That's insane.

I think I'm going to be pretty much

just curled here now in the dirt

And hope that the ants stick to the wood

'cause, you know, ants don't

crawl on the ground, do they?

This couldn't be worse.

Nope, couldn't be worse.

4 Days of Survival Grenada

Survival is a constant roller coaster.

Sometimes for every advantage I find,

I run up against another challenge.

Only perseverance will win the day

When it comes to surviving in the jungle.

What a night.

It only rained for about 30 seconds,

But no worry. Me and all the ants stayed dry.

Pretty much spent the night just sitting.

I think that's the hard-core reality of survival is

You don't usually sleep at night.

So you sleep during the day

When you're supposed to be looking for food,

Which is what I'm going to go do now.

I've got lots of mangoes here.

That's fantastic, so I know I can rely on that.

I'm going to head downstream and see if I can find

Another feeder stream that I can actually drink water from

And maybe catch some fish.

Does this look familiar?

It sure feels familiar.

Up and down.

Up and down.

I'd still like to find a substantial running stream.

I know they can contain large crayfish.

And finding meat like that to eat will go a long way

Toward securing what could be, if I choose to do so,

Long-term survival in this jungle.

This was that little wrist survival kit that I had.

That's pretty much what I was hoping for.

Fishing line.

Even a little lure.

And a hook.

I said I was going to go fishing.

Not for regular fish. Crayfish.

Here's the pole.

And I've secured the fishing line to the top here.

What'll happen, though, for fishing

Is I'll get some bait on the end,

And I actually stick it into the end of the rod like this.

I hold on to it with one hand

And my finger holds on to the fishing line.

Then I take this.

Put it deep down into holes

Where I'm hoping the big crayfish are.

Hey! There we go.

That's what I'm looking for.

Little crayfish.

Feed them through the hook.

There we go.

Looks appetizing to me.

I'm fishing for much larger crayfish.

They can provide me with a very substantial meal.

They're like a small lobster,

Sometimes as heavy as a pound or two.

There's definitely one down in there.

Nice size.

He took all the bait, almost.

All right.

Try again.

Even one large crayfish would make a big difference,

But the process is tricky and requires a lot of patience.

They hide way up inside underneath these rocks.

Yep. Another one just took my bait.

They're deep under there. I can't really reach my hand in.

Get a pinch if I do.

They can be this big --

Crayfish --

So I'll lose a finger.

So, I think I'm going to head downstream a bit.

Explore a little more, and, most importantly,

Since I have been in the jungle for a while,

Clean off.

Without proper hygiene in every survival situation,

I run the risk of highly dangerous rashes

And fungus development --

Small ailments that can make a survival ordeal

A horrible test of pain endurance.

I just came downstream a few hundred yards.

I don't believe this.

I think I see coconuts.

Here it is.

It's so rare to be able to get green coconuts so easily,

So this is completely a matter of survival luck.

And I'm going to take advantage of it

By catching up on my sleep as well

So that I can think more clearly

And make better decisions

On what to do next.

Without sleep, thinking clearly is impossible.

There's simply been no need for fire so far into this journey.

But with the advantage of a solid roof overhead,

It's time to make a fire

And enjoy its many benefits.

Doesn't matter where you are, how hot and dry it is,

Getting a fire going still requires patience

And long setup.

And very fine tinders.

And then, for good measure,

I know this usually holds an ember.

It's an old termite nest.

Watch out for fire ants here.

Let's try a little trick, get a fire going.

I've got a bottle of water and some printer paper.

Paper that was used just to test the ink cartridge.

So what's important is the black.

So I'm going to take it and fold it in four.

I'm just looking for the spot where I can focus.

I need more sun.

There we go.

I had the paper in with my camera equipment.

there goes my sun.

Come back.

I figure, why not use it for the greater good?

Oh, there's a lot of clouds up there today.

It's not helping.

Well, it worked really well on youtube.

Okay, what I'll try and do here is just

Simply use my flint and a piece of paper.

But I have no magnesium shavings or anything like that.

I think it'll work.

What I got to do, though, is I'm going to

Rough up the paper a bit, get some rips.

Just gently fold another piece over.

Just gently hold it together.

Keep feeding it some oxygen.

One more piece of paper.

All right. Now we should have fire.

There we go. There we go!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Now we're talking.

Ha ha!

Die, fire ants, die!

I know you're inside there.

Now, that's what I call a meal.

Unbelievable.

Tomorrow, I'll just go downhill, down, down, down.

Walk my way out of here.

My time here is done.

But this was effective jungle survival.

I could go up and I find palm hearts.

I go down that way and I find, you know,

A river of fresh, flowing water and coconuts I can grab.

Go down this way and I've got mangoes and lemons.

And that is good, effective survival

When I can have a base camp

And fan out and find something in every location.

That's jungle survival for you.

Within every generalized ecosystem,

Every square mile has its own unique life to it.

Within places we give general descriptions to,

There survives a unique collection of biodiversity

That, if destroyed, is not repeated

anywhere else on this earth.

Jungle survival is intimidating to the outside observer,

But more intimidating is not having

a jungle to survive in at all.

The amazon is different from the congo.

Papua new guinea is different from grenada.

Though we refer to them all as just jungles,

What makes any one area special

Is the fact it's a deep, dark, dramatic example

Of a living and breathing planet.

And, in this respect, the grenada jungle stands out

As a pristine and beautiful example

Of the place we refer to as the jungle.

-- Captions by vitac -- www.Vitac.Com

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