noticing the tones of the desert at dusk, enjoying the deep
blues, purples and magentas. The coolness of the twilight
was rejuvenating my body and spirit. Rama appeared to my
right, making some sarcastic comment about my position in
the line. He smiled, winked, and tapped my nose with his
finger, then he dissolved into the desert twilight.
 
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