I dream of Africa. It's one of those things, I thought I had enough of until I was out. Now graceful antelopes don't bark a warning call into the darkness, night walks don't sparkle from the trees with ruby eyes, and a new and amazing creature is unlikely to reveal itself as we turn the corner. I miss it, and though Baluran National Park was not
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(или это не павлин- на верхушке дерева,черный силуэт, 6я страница)
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