December 31, 1969
I wouldn?t usually dip my hand into pungent, fresh dung but, somehow, tracking black rhino made it seem normal. ?See, it?s still warm,? Mr Moyo announced. ?She probably did this 30 minutes ago.? Mostly grassy with some beetles crawling around, it was actually weirdly exciting ? conclusive evidence that the rhino we?d been tracking since 5.30am was closer than ever.
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