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Ali was one of the muleteers that trekked with me in the Saghro. Of indeterminable age, he was the elder in our small group and was respectfully referred to as D’ali. Although he and I shared no common language, that lack did not prevent us from communicating. This delightful kindly gentleman made my wellbeing his concern. Every evening when I arrived at camp he would get a blanket to...
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