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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Borneo, James, Fenton with the genre: Travel, Asia?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Into the Heart of Borneo'
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conversations.value: What is the first two paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: Into the Heart of Borneo
  For the next few weeks my lately softening feet hardly felt ground. Special Operations Executive, "SOE", the British centre of cloak-and-dagger, was a most efficient organisation, in a different class from the ordinary army or civilian services. Parachuting, coding, disguise, hiding, searching, tailing, burglaring, stealing trains, blowing up railway bridges, shamming deafness, passing on syphilis, resisting pain, firing from the hip, forgery and the interruption of mail, were some things one could learn in intense concentration. None of them would be of much use in the east. But the acquisition of so much criminal and lethal knowledge gave a kick of self-confidence.
  So now, at last, I knew how my mild-mannered uncle had really spent his time, the nature of that "something in the City" and those "interests in the East" of which my aunt would speak with such disdain. Armed with my newly-revealed ancestor, I decided to seek help from the intellectual descendants of the Special Operations Executive.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Into the Heart of Borneo
  For the next few weeks my lately softening feet hardly felt ground. Special Operations Executive, "SOE", the British centre of cloak-and-dagger, was a most efficient organisation, in a different class from the ordinary army or civilian services. Parachuting, coding, disguise, hiding, searching, tailing, burglaring, stealing trains, blowing up railway bridges, shamming deafness, passing on syphilis, resisting pain, firing from the hip, forgery and the interruption of mail, were some things one could learn in intense concentration. None of them would be of much use in the east. But the acquisition of so much criminal and lethal knowledge gave a kick of self-confidence.
  So now, at last, I knew how my mild-mannered uncle had really spent his time, the nature of that "something in the City" and those "interests in the East" of which my aunt would speak with such disdain.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Inghai set down his basket and drew back the cover with his left hand, wiping his nose very slowly with the fingers of his right hand as he did so, a habit he indulged whenever he felt serious. The basket disclosed a wok, a packet of salt and a tortoise. Dana took out the wok and the packet and placed them on the shingle; he then leaped up the bank, drew his parang and cut down the branch of a palm tree.
  Carrying his palm like a bishop's crosier, Dana indicated that we should do as he did. In a line parallel to the river we advanced to the wet stones, executed an about-turn and then marched ten paces back up the beach. Dana took a pinch of salt from the packet and buried it beneath a rock. Dana raised his palm branch, began a rhythmic Iban chant, and beat the water in time with his song. A much-startled Black-capped kingfisher, hawking insects from a perch on a dead tree to our right, dropped the dragonfly he was carrying and streaked off upriver, bright red and blue and yellow and disappearing fast.
  Dana waded into the water, chanting softly as he went, beating the river before him. Bending down, he planted the palm branch between the stones of the river bed, leaving about four feet of frond above the surface, where it fanned over, bent and trembling in the current.
  Dana shouted to Inghai who then ran up the shingle, collected the wok and the comatose tortoise, took them out to the Lord of the House and returned to take up his position in the line.
  Dana placed the tortoise in the wok and the wok on the concentric rings of a small eddy, mumbling very fast to himself as he did so and, with both hands, spinning wok and tortoise seven times to his left and seven times to his right.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Add another sentence about advanced, swirling.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Inghai set down his basket and drew back the cover with his left hand, wiping his nose very slowly with the fingers of his right hand as he did so, a habit he indulged whenever he felt serious. The basket disclosed a wok, a packet of salt and a tortoise. Dana took out the wok and the packet and placed them on the shingle; he then leaped up the bank, drew his parang and cut down the branch of a palm tree. 
  Carrying his palm like a bishop's crosier, Dana indicated that we should do as he did. In a line parallel to the river we advanced to the wet stones, executed an about-turn and then marched ten paces back up the beach. Dana took a pinch of salt from the packet and buried it beneath a rock. We advanced back to the edge of the swirling river. Dana raised his palm branch, began a rhythmic Iban chant, and beat the water in time with his song. A much-startled Black-capped kingfisher, hawking insects from a perch on a dead tree to our right, dropped the dragonfly he was carrying and streaked off upriver, bright red and blue and yellow and disappearing fast. 
  Dana waded into the water, chanting softly as he went, beating the river before him. Bending down, he planted the palm branch between the stones of the river bed, leaving about four feet of frond above the surface, where it fanned over, bent and trembling in the current. 
  Dana shouted to Inghai who then ran up the shingle, collected the wok and the comatose tortoise, took them out to the Lord of the House and returned to take up his position in the line. 
  Dana placed the tortoise in the wok and the wok on the concentric rings of a small eddy, mumbling very fast to himself as he did so and, with both hands, spinning wok and tortoise seven times to his left and seven times to his right.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last four paragraphs? End with the sentence '
  Fenton, James: jungle experience, ; negotiates hammock, ; on hallucinating, ; fishing, 36–7; reading, , , , , , , ; pre-vision, ,; rescued from drowning, 47–9; at Kenyah party, 68–9, 72–3; acquires Kenyah necklace, 81–3; magic ritual, 84–5; and cooking, 96–8, ; startled by returning friends, ; removes Redmond's towel,'.
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conversations.value: Our guide beckoned and the old man shuffled over and sat in front of us. His ears were pierced, and he was tattooed across the shoulders with a series of stars and roundels. James poured a double scotch in a mess-tin and set the offering at his right foot; I pushed Smythies over to his left. He shook his head at the plate of the Bald-headed woodshrike, but then his face crinkled, slowly, into a leathery smile. He turned the pages with bemused delight, mumbling to himself in his own language the names of all the birds of his wandering youth.
  Padi storage huts with atap roofing (palm leaf thatching). Note the anti-jungle-rat device at the tops of the stilts.
  Explorers prepare for the march: a twelve-hour march from base camp on the river to forward camp from which we would be able to reach the Tiban range. At this point we thought it would be a doddle.
  Fenton, James: jungle experience, ; negotiates hammock, ; on hallucinating, ; fishing, 36–7; reading, , , , , , , ; pre-vision, ,; rescued from drowning, 47–9; at Kenyah party, 68–9, 72–3; acquires Kenyah necklace, 81–3; magic ritual, 84–5; and cooking, 96–8, ; startled by returning friends, ; removes Redmond's towel,