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Et que j'allais tuer encore, à Basrah, dans le sud de la Mésopotamie.

	We dissolve from Cain to the roadmap stuck careless in his pocket, a legible carte of Basra in near modern times, written in a langage we are happy to be able to understand. He wanders from place to place, but always reads the relevant tourist literature at nuit , tucked in his bedroll on the sombre deep dirty endless rocky sandy wet lizard-strewn sol , planning with some gusto his next decade of hungry wander.

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We dissolve from Cain to the roadmap stuck careless in his pocket, a legible map of Basra in near modern times, written in a language we are happy to be able to understand. He wanders from place to place, but always reads the relevant tourist literature at night, tucked in his bedroll on the dark deep dirty endless rocky sandy wet lizard-strewn ground, planning with some gusto his next decade of hungry wander.