OUR motorcar spiralled up a dusty road to the crest of the mountain. Two government workers were waiting to greet us at the edge of the forest. With them was a young woman wearing a red woolen skirt...
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OUR motorcar spiralled up a dusty road to the crest of the mountain. Two government workers were waiting to greet us at the edge of the forest. With them was a young woman wearing a red woolen skirt...