When I wake up, which feels like rising from a deep, muddy swamp, I hear my grandfather's murmured songs. With a dazed head, I slip into my clothes and, out of habit, check my iPhone for messages, but in vain, of course, because there is no internet reception in this remote area. Very good! That's what it's called - when...
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