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đ§đ· Inimigos + đ«đ· Ennemis + đ±đ· Enemies
đ§đ· Fico toda coberta e fechada dentro do barco em cativeiro enquanto meus inimigos estĂŁo sentadinhos ao vento por todo o convĂ©s, apenas esperando um momento oportuno para me atacar. Inevitalmente, tenho que ajustar as velas durante a noite. NĂŁo acendo a lanterna para nĂŁo atraĂ-los, e salto o mais rapido que posso para os cabos e faço os ajustes. Em tudo que toco, sinto a textura caracterĂstica de esmagamento mosquital. Eles vem como uma nuvem sobre mim, e dou pulinhos ĂĄgeis para nĂŁo se grudarem nos casacos. Apesar da chuva, na manhĂŁ seguinte, eles continuam aqui, com novos amigos mais numerosos. As pessoas me acisaram pra trazer bear spray e nada de mosquito spray. Tenho apenas vinagre. Tento reconquistar meu territorio com essa arma quĂmica eco-resposavel do cotidiano. đ«đ· Je reste toute recouverte et enfermĂ©e Ă lâintĂ©rieur du bateau, comme une captivite, tandis que mes ennemis sont confortablement assis au vent sur tout le pont, attendant le moment propice pour mâattaquer. InĂ©vitablement, je dois ajuster les voiles pendant la nuit. Je nâallume pas la lanterne pour ne pas les attirer, et je saute aussi vite que possible vers les bouts pour faire les rĂ©glages. Tout ce que je touche, je sens cette texture caractĂ©ristique des moustiques Ă©crasĂ©s. Ils fondent sur moi comme un nuage, et je fais de petits sauts agiles pour Ă©viter quâils ne se collent Ă mes habits. MalgrĂ© la pluie, le lendemain matin, ils sont toujours lĂ ,. On mâa dit dâapporter du spray anti-ours, pas de spray anti-moustiques. Je nâai que du vinaigre. Jâessaie de reconquĂ©rir mon territoire avec cette arme chimique Ă©cologique du quotidien. đ±đ· Iâm all bundled up and cooped up inside the boat, held captive, while my enemies sit out all over the deck, just waiting for the right moment to attack me. Inevitably, I have to adjust the sails during the night. I donât turn on the lantern so as not to attract them, and I leap as fast as I can to the ropes and make the adjustments. Everything I touch has that distinctive squishy mosquito texture. They swarm over me like a cloud, and I hop nimbly to keep them from sticking to my clothes. The next morning theyâre still here, joined by even more of their friends. People warned me to bring bear spray, not mosquito spray. All I have is vinegar. I try to reclaim my territory with this eco-friendly, everyday chemical weapon.

