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On the Fiji island of Kandavu, Melanesian maidens are clustered atop a cliff, chanting a haunting air. Hearing the song, giant turtles rise from the sea below and one by one pop their heads above the surface to listen.
In the lazy mountain village of Chiangmai, Thailand, not far from the embattled borders of Laos, pedicabs wheel slowly through the shaded streets to the hive of fruit stalls, artisans and peddlers in the marketplace; and in the jungles, past the brooding Buddhist temples, the eucalypti and wild orchids frame the mute...
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