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The 1000 km of Dakar. Part one.

The men are sitting behind me in the darkness, smoking silently. Tired. The air is smelling of heat, dust, burning diesel, cigarettes, and that mysterious african smell. As the Land-cruiser is making his way from Dakar to Saly, swinging occasionally to the side, avoiding animals or people suddenly appearing by the roadside, nobody says anything, small eyed from the flight, feeling hot, dusty and happy. Continue reading →