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The forest's quietude is broken by the sound of a zipper descending. A man, alone with his thoughts, succumbs to nature's call. His piss splashes onto the forest floor, the scent of urine mingling with the earthy aroma of pine. He lets out a low moan, the sensation of relief coursing through him as he finishes, leaving his mark on the wild.