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Flooded with emotions, we approached Twee Rivieren on the last leg of our trip . . . a lone Pale Chanting Goshawk was sitting on a small red dune very close to the road . . . . . . Starring at us with a kind of sadness in his expression . . . . as if he wanted to ask . . . “ but, why are you guys leaving “ ?

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