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28 years ago, among the misty Oregon mountains, a baby sasquatch was born. His parents raised him to embrace their simple life, staying hidden, surviving off the land, ransacking the occasional campsite for peanut butter and Spam, but always keeping their distance. It was not their way to interfere with the humans. Humanity’s problems were neither their business nor their fight. But this baby Sasquatch was not like the rest. He was fated for greater things.