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I went to shoot a story at the Bedouin Shuk
in Beersheva one Thursday morning. I spotted this young girl tending
to a donkey. Every time I wanted to take a picture of her, she would
hide behind the donkey. Eventually I managed to get the picture.
If I had to bump into her today, I would
buy her an ice cream. I would be careful of the donkey. |
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