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the people here have no illusory separation from their land small, bare-armed boys pause from herding goats to glance over
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Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 4:34 PM UTC
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the people here have no illusory separation from their land small, bare-armed boys pause from herding goats to glance over
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Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 4:34 PM UTC
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