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I would almost call the story a romance: Love between man and his soil, man and man, man and woman, man and child. The images that remain in my head are of dusty roads, the great variance in Afghan faces and kites in the sky. Oh, and a random neo-Nazi sociopath.
How's in happening again in Darfur? Read this and if you care to, get involved.
My boss Catherine gave this to me to read and I couldn't put it down. Was an excellent story.