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Death on the Hippie Trail
In Kheerganga's principal camp-a few wood-and-tarp structures gathered around a wind-lashed face of hill-I thaw by a café's tandoor, or wood stove. The owner, Than, joins me on the floor, as does a bone-thin woman from Kiev, Ukraine-Lucia-with a sad, pretty face, wearing a dove-gray turban and a string of mala beads.
Death on the Hippie Trail - Roads & Kingdoms
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You know, after that last line 'up and down' I was actually expecting a 'next page' prompt and felt disappointed that that was it.
Yeah. I felt the same pang.