Walking through a mountain village in Yemen, I met a gang of children. ‘Sura, sura!‘ was the cry that followed me wherever I went.
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- On the path
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- Village
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- Motorbike
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- Welcome
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- Recruits
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- Open shirt
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- Tyre
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- Looking up
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- Looking down
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- Crouching
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- Charging
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- Football team
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- Demanding a ransom
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- Time to leave
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- Escorts
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- Looking back