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| This boy is selling rocks. Yep… Plain old rocks. Mohammed knows about these people, because he choose to stop on the side the road in the middle of nowhere with no people in sight. Suddenly a group of people come from behind a hill. There is nothing here! I mean nothing! There are a few trees and plants, but mostly just rocks and dirt. This place is where they live. They are Kazak people. So… we do a little rock shopping.
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