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| My name is LaLoutre, and I am an old otter who lives in the marsh of South Louisiana. My home is in this dead cyprière, or cypress grove. When I was younger, this cyprière was alive and beautiful. With the time I have left, I would like to tell you the story of how things in the marsh used to be and how they came to be the way they are today. |
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LaLoutre (lä loot`, as in foot) is the local word for
otter |
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Before the Saltwater Came ©2005 Wendy Wilson Billiot Publishing and may not be reproduced without previous written permission of publisher or author. |
