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A Playmate!Once I hit the higher, tougher parts of the dune I no longer saw anyone else. It was late in the day and I reasonably expected to be alone on the top but there was one other person, a photographer, all staked out and taking pictures of the mountains. I was going to talk to him to see what he was shooting but I waved as I approached and he kind of gave me a dismissive, half-hearted wave. Figuring he wanted solitude and I ruined it, I found another part of the dune to play in. |
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