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Just before she reached the Mochundi turnoff, where the road ambled down to the source of the Limpopo, the sun began to rise above the plains, and for a few minutes, the whole world was a pulsating yellow-gold – the kopjes, the panoply of treetops, last season’s dry grass beside the road, the very dust. The sun, a great red ball, seemed to hang above the horizon and then freed itself and floated up over Africa; the natural colours of the day returned, and Mma Ramotswe saw in the distance, the familiar roofs of her childhood, and the donkeys beside the road, and the horses dotted here and there among the trees.

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