In Argentina’s Sur, the golden wheat fields stretch with confidence into the limitless horizon. Time is ripe and the skies have been generous with their abundant rains.
Not far, an alazan horse grazes under the shade of an ombu tree, the echo of the pampas beating in its hooves. Tribes of sparrows find their way back to their nests, lulled by the wind that lingers on the whispering plains.
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