How the cow came to have dung splattered all over its back, is beyond me, but it grazes obliviously with fellow cows as a flock of crows caw noisily nearby.
A troupe of baboons with brilliant red backsides, some with tiny babies clinging to their bellies, scurry down the slopes, attracted by the bright tin foils and wrappers.
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