At the other side, the “Rive gauche”, there is nearly nothing. Two boatmen. An enormous extension of sand, mixing of beach and desert, plucking from the Ganges up to the infinite. In the horizon, lost in the haze, the mirage of a forest. The heat wraps everything. A lost family, bathing. A pair of horses. A boat stranded on the sand. Little to interest tourists and pilgrims.
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