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if i thought you were listening, i'd never say a word: Deep In Epping Forest
About halfway round the Holly Trail there's an area of what may be marshland if it gets wet. They don't want you riding horses over it. This scene is part of that. Heaven knows where the water comes from: the area around it is bone-dry.
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