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Mysterious light and an untrustworthy Mexican (Rousse)

Just inland there was a dark forest. I walked along the track alone, listening out for evidence of other forms of life. I knew that it was unlikely that I was the only person there in the black. I didn’t … Continue reading

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A bike and a beach hut at the Queen Mother’s funeral (Rousse)

I travelled to the Queen Mother’s funeral on the back of G’s enormous motorbike. This was my first such experience, and I was grateful for the protective clothing that G lent me, including the special contraption to attach my feet … Continue reading

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