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Chickens, chickens everywhere. I'm sure we had one of those
chickens for supper. The campsite had a small beach restuarant whose
only meal was peri-peri chicken. We ordered one for supper and made a
salad to go with it. This picture was taken in the 'Mercado', the local
market. Behind me were large vats of dried tobacco leaves. You could
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