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Friday, 29 January 2010
I had traveled to the green labyrinth of the tropics.
I had fought to reach those jungle peaks of transient distance.
I had collapsed of exhaustion and babbled malarial delirium at the gates of the beyond.
I had, however, never had a bowl of soup.
Mr. OMAR ZINGARO BHATIA
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