The March of the forgotten millions.

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The sun is scorching. This is the hottest day I encountered in my journey so far. As I thought about it, I wiped the sweat off my face. I unloaded the bag off my back; I kept it as close as I could through my entire journey. And why would I not, it contain all my savings, at least what I could manage to get away with, in all that hurry. I moved to the side of the road to catch a breath. I ... ...more

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