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... e refugee camps in the western hills. The sun peeked up just in time to shower the low-lying hills in a pastel palette of oranges and pinks. The smoke of thousands of camp fires rose above clusters of yurts and caravans lending the crisp air a tangy aftertaste. Each camp was denoted by a banner that indicated the tribe, and I was able to make out at least a hundred different flags from our vantage point. And there were likely more behind the low-lying knolls. The smattered sounds of morning echo ...
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