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                                       "Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun". 
                                                                                                (Noël Coward)

     "If I was waiting for a supernatural revelation I would rather cross the desert. 

The sun stunning to my temples like a gong, the sand crunching under my feet -knowing that each step takes me a little closer to salvation-. 

     And yet, I stop to consider the mirage of staying here where I truly belong. And, if eventually, I make out the top of palm trees, later on, below the stars and curled up next to the wells, I will dream of snakes rolled up to my legs dragging me home".