Soon after we eat a dinner party of river fish and grain, Boas signs up with me personally in a hut and sits cross-legged the thatched ground, their darker eyes mirroring the gleam from my own flashlight, our sole method of obtaining light.

Soon after we eat a dinner party of river fish and grain, Boas signs up with me personally in a hut and sits cross-legged the thatched ground, their darker eyes mirroring the gleam from my own flashlight, our sole method of obtaining light. Making use of Kembaren as translator, they points out the reason why […]

Soon after we eat a dinner party of river fish and grain, Boas signs up with me personally in a hut and sits cross-legged the thatched ground, their darker eyes mirroring the gleam from my own flashlight, our sole method of obtaining light.