So, there exists, in the epicenter of my village, a very large, yet welcoming mountain which you can see from miles away. On top of it lays a tall white pole that marks the border of South Africa. I have tried to reach its summit once, but had to turn back when I reached the bottom of the rock due to the sun setting. Also, the volunteer who lives in my town has a dog (and she loves me a lot); the dog followed me the whole way I up. She was also wicked pregnant.
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