To feel the sand between one's teeth...

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To feel the sand between ones teeth..

Our near weekly dust storms here in the field are something of a curse and a blessing. A blessing because they blot out the sun for a precious day of not dripping in sweat. A curse because you literally feel the gritty, salty taste of dirt between your teeth the whole day through. Must everything be a double-edged sword?
Location: Juba, South Sudan

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