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D i an e T e r r an a

We are here, in this ancient capital of an ancient empire,
to meet our guide. Tomorrow morning he will lead us into
the mountains, where we’ll trek and live with hill tribes.
That means sleeping bags, outhouses and cold showers.
Walking uphill for hours. Skidding downhill. Shock-treatment
tourism. This trip is for me—to get me out of bed, to get me
happy again and, of course, to get me over Amir.

Weird thought. Air is Amir without the m.

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