What I will remember

The spray of blood from fighting pit bulls.

Doves flying around the golden statue.

The scream of goats being combed.

The buttery taste of roasted fat.

The dry leathery hands of the shaman I met on the street.

The taste of fresh blood sausage.

The jolt of a horse stumbling in a marmot hole.

The way kids scamper along stone walls and jump into the air for fun.

Blisters from wrestling boots.

Ulzii Akh saying, “This is the serious”


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