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“The old bugger will be faster than a bullet, now! Just listen to that.” In still damp clothes because of our collective dunking in the tidal estuary, I jumped back from the open bonnet and raised a screwdriver in triumph. Mandi raised an eyebrow. After the clean-up and tune, the soggy old truck sounded beautiful, but his soggy passengers sounded lost as we draped the map on the bonnet to find roads with the elusive Saadani and no damn estuaries. Mandi asked reasonably: “So, where are we, exactly?” I carefully studied the map, pointed to my boots and scratched a

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