I could see the smile in the eyes of the young shepherdess who squatted down to interact with Olga, the little furry white dog. Unlike many veiled females, the girl was quite willing to be photographed. We met her and another girl on the ridge, high above the wadi. Each was covered entirely, aside from a narrow slit in the cloth to see out of. They carried buckets and little sticks to help them tend the goats.
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