It was any rate something that took all his attention.
His mind was always directed towards the SHAMBA.
His life and soul were in the SHAMBA.
Everything else with him counted only in so far as it was related to the SHAMBA.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 4:10 AM UTC
It was any rate something that took all his attention.
His mind was always directed towards the SHAMBA.
His life and soul were in the SHAMBA.
Everything else with him counted only in so far as it was related to the SHAMBA.
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