This article was initially published on October 12, 2019.
“Even our goats, we have never been treated like that. “The confession comes from a nomadic steppe deprived of the immense blue sky shamans, imprisoned in a cell without light. To take in that darkness, he and his companions piled up behind bars, clinging to the memories of their life in the open air, in the middle of their flock, that evoke “The horsemen” by Joseph Kessel. Emaciated, cheeks rosy under his cap to the faithful believer, Yerjan Kurmanole has never heard of the French novelist. This farmer is not p…
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