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The Call of the Coppersmith Barbet

All afternoon the Coppersmith Barbet on the fig tree beside the river had been tonking away: tonk . . . tonk . . . tonk . . . , his call reverberated over the steely-still waters of the Mahanadi, while … Continue reading

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