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Travel diaries
In the mountain
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I am the song of the harps of deep Gabon, the dance-trance of the loincloths of the Congo, I have the culture of dreams like the aborigines; I carry within me the colors of India, the shimmer of silk, the rustle of the temples on the banks of the Ganges, the grandeur of the Himalayas.
On stage
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