It' s almost one o'clock, but I have tells the scene this morning.
unveiled to me about 5 ping of a bucket that squeaks. I look (and read the 'ground-height window) I see a black cow suckling her calf, an elderly woman with braids and traditional Gonchar comes with a bucket and puts it in front of the muzzle of the cow. It comes and goes more 'times of the stable carrying cow dung to dry in the sun, a little calf' recalcitrant is removed from the mother, the woman sccarezza the back of the cow most 'times, charging the basket on his shoulder and walks away dragging the cow. Skip next to a jeep green metallic dark, tinted windows and flashing orange.
The woman lives in the guest house I am staying with Mont Blanc, and 'probably the mother of Tashi Punchok. Punchok Tashi and 'the owner of the off-road metal, studied now has an important job in the government of the region. His wife and 'one of the first students of our school, she studied her. They have three children, one of whom attended the LMHS. Strides in this remote desert valley!
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