There’s a bent wild olive tree, crooked and gnarled, on a hill in South Africa where yellow grasses drift towards far-off mountains rising like pyramids. There, a lion roars, spooking a black wildebeest who, swinging his bushy white tail, runs with his herd, a black and white ribbon streaming through ...
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