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i",You're standing on the rim of the volcano. Up this high, you have a glorious view of the island, but especially of the sea surrounding it. From here you can climb down into the crater. If you'd rather keep well away, there are staircases cut from the rock, descending in all four cardinal directions.0F[i�i�0@�0Fi
i"�Here, on the northern shore, stands the grove of breadfruit trees which provide the island's main source of food. At this point the Island Path, running around the foot of the volcano from the west over the promontory to the southeast, crosses a small stream which runs from the slopes of the mountain to the south down into the sea; next to it, a staircase hacked into the rock ascends to the top. An uneven path runs up the cape to the east."�F@?[i�i�0Fii"At this corner of the island, the volcano reaches into the sea and forms a rugged promontory, beaten by the waves. On the cape, half rusted through from the ocean spray, stands a sheet-iron shack. From its door, paths lead west into the breadfruit grove and south to the beach.0F@6[i�i�0U;	[
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