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Where the Flame Trees Bloom
"Look," continued my grandmother as she pointed to the road that bordered the farm. There the student saw a solitary man walking. "Look at that old man. He is walking by us. In a few minutes he will be gone forever, and we will never have known who he is, where he is going, what may be important in his life.
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