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There was activity in Bohemia. Jack went out daily and cut bamboo, bringing it back and leaving it in a clear area just barely removed from the other huts. He had dug holes and sank risers to keep his new hut off the ground. Snakes and bugs, he'd gotten used to them. It didn't mean he liked them.

He had finished the platform that would be the floor by Thursday with the sporadic help of Ianto. He had drawn up rough plans, but there wasn't much art to this. He'd helped build enough to know that it was walls and a roof. He had some specific ideas he mulled over as he stood and surveyed what he'd made and what he had left to do. The main thing, the most important thing, was that it be as little like his old hut as possible.

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I had watched the progress of the floor and foundation, but I had not asked, up until now, what was going on. "Are you moving in?"