| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - After passing over a tedious sandy plain with a reserve of fine firs, under which the countless dead of ages lie under great sand mounds held together by nets or branches of trees, we reached at sunset my ideal, a clean, exquisitely-situated village of nine houses, of which one was an inn, where, contrary to the general rule, we were made cordially welcome.1 The nine families at Chin-pul possessed
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