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While I couldn’t recognize a single lyric, strangely, my heart knew every note.

After watching the sun come up, Yande, my Balinese tour guide, fellow photographer, and new friend, and I drove through northern Bali, planning to take pictures at a lakeside temple that had recently flooded. As we turned onto a desolate country road, strutting roosters and two sleeping dogs loitered on our path. From a distance […]

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