“We have been walking these jungles since we were boys. We have become old. We are men like dried up logs and we are still walking these jungles. We are accustomed to every corner, every brook, every chirp of the birds and with our relentless strides, we also carry the weight of our families in our shoulders. What a way to live, you tell me. A little sugar in our system and the hills will lose with us.”
The hills will lose with us
