20 July 2007. Clear skies, light breeze. Whoosh of cars rushing up the hill. Last night: terribly insistent tremble, then a strong bump--pronounced in conclusion, ojalá... All lying awake... Cast together in a state of no return, across the North African litoral, Abd al-Rahman--a migration, beginning with one. Life of the pilgrim...
Mongolian ponies--Przewalski again, wandering the Gobi in search of this creature of fable. A Polish nobleman, from the Kresy--Smolensk--he crossed the Dzungarian wastes, all the way to Beijing, then up the Yangtze and into Tibet. Over the Tian Shan...
Bactrian camels, and a gazelle...the equus ferus, too...
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