"A few minutes later, Hammond emerged from his personal triceratops toilet tent, and, still head to toe in week-old dung, hugged his new dinosaur lover. The rest of his tour group might well be muttering their disappointments now, but for John Hammond, it had been a fantastic afternoon."
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