All of my photos on this can be found here, but to get a taste look below.
Note: The pile of mush on the left was once a hut like on the right...
Oh yeah... this was just sitting there...
We all walk. We walk wherever we are. That wherever changes from time to time, and so changes where we walk. Often our walks are domestic, but these are the tales of every step of foreign soil.
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