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And he did find Somewhere. It was a small village in the middle of the countryside.

But there was a big problem, and it was to do with his size. The Giant looked down at his giant boots and he could see that each boot was wider and bigger than the roads below.

This was no place to meet somebody like him. No place to live. He opened his giant mouth and bellowed.

The tiny people ran out of their houses and looked up at the Giant. He was as tall as an oak tree. His hair was as black as a starless night. His head was the size of a house.

He looked enormous.