Finding Mirages in Lençóis Maranhenses and Oxen in São Luís

June 16th, 2010

Imagine you’re the hero in one of those old movies, desperately lost in a windswept desert, undulating dunes stretching to the horizon. Out of water, tongue parched and skin blistered, you drop to your knees. Vultures circle overhead. (O.K., maybe you’re in a comic strip, not a movie.) Yet there, in the distance, is a crystal blue pool

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