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So you'll be going up there, you will?' said an old fellow
among the hubbub, thumbing at the mountains through a
crumbling ceiling yellowed by smoke. 'Like that German tourist
who spent the winter up there. Found him in the thaw somewhere
in the Black Valley. Still upright, so he was.' He cackled and
slammed his empty glass of Guinness on the counter, smacking
his lips... …more
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Before I die, I want to revisit the Karakoram Highway. This
branch of the Silk Road is my favorites journey. The
astonishing scenery alone justifies the trip, but the region's
delicate geopolitics and knot of diverse peoples give it an
edge that's hard to match elsewhere. …more
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