It now rains every day here in Moissala. The dry, dusty landscape has bloomed into a lush jungle. You can almost see the brush growing, as each pass becomes harder and harder as the path from the office to the house becomes more and more hidden. Eventually, we'll be bushwhacking, I suspect.
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| Late night at the office in the rain |
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| The Barh-Sara River is in the background. |
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