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They live in the dust of the high altitude deserts but seem to be queens. I met the red women for the first time in the high mountains of Afghanistan. The kyrgyzy are a minority of 1200 people scattered throughout the vast territory of Pamir. They hosted us for the night, they offered us their bread, they warmed us with their fireplaces, they gave us a moment of their life without knowing how precious it was. A testimony of a slow and inexorable farewell. Every winter many of them are lost forever, the snow blanket leaves large gaps because of too cold or because of too much opium to bear it. Burnt skin, strong hands, bright eyes, gentle manners.

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