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Desert-Stones-Man

DESERT-STONES-MAN There is no one quite like this one man, never, not before, nor later, he is unique. Across the flat desert plain lies a bed of stones of different sizes – coin size to football size. This man has sun bleached hair and golden skin and a brilliant mind. All he does is to make patterns building the stones on one another and arranging them in so many different ways. No one knows why he does it, except himself. Would you give your life up to arrange stones in the desert in ways that only you know what they mean? He has and he is happy in his own unique world away from his fellow man and crazy suburbia.

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