Those that roam the Arctic wastes
January 10th 2011 Drinking blood in a darkened teepee with nomadic reindeer herders; sitting on the snow chewing frozen fish in -40 C and howling winds; seeing a white landscape turned brown by 10,000 reindeer and countless sledges crawling slowly over it; the kindness of people who live a life so harsh I could never cope with it. These are among my memories that, so extreme in their surreality, have become dream-l
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