Run. Run Away, And Never Return.

Run. Run Away, And Never Return.

I climbed out of an old 4X4 in the Jordanian desert to get a look around. I was surrounded by towering rock-faces, jutting out of the golden-red sands made famous in Lawrence of Arabia. The barren rocky landscape was flecked by one lone tree, clinging to life.

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