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What they see (sometimes)

Sometimes, they leave everything behind – their home, their family. Sometimes their spouse and their children. They leave kilometres, countries, ecosystems behind.

They have encountered dust, jail, sometimes torture. And fear, all the time – many others couldn’t make it until the end.

Sometimes, they arrive. And then, sometimes, something like this is waiting for them: this landscape, this Volcano, this port facing an old, charming city.

And sometimes, for a second, they forget their fears and pain, while they are gazing at such enchanting landscape.

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