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Solomon arrives to some tall grass at the edge of the river. Lowering his trousers, SOLOMON SQUATS TO DEFECATE. As he does, he stares out toward the flowing waters of Indian Creek. After a few moments, as though a thought far greater than relieving himself has come to him, Solomon stands and replaces his pants. He goes out to the water. Taking a reed he throws it into the creek and watches it float upstream.
Then, as though he were a man possessed, Solomon wades out into the water. Stands in the heart of it as it flows around him.