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The Rub Al-Khali.
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The Empty Quarter.
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It is but the first march
of the great race.

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Alas, most of the riders
do not even get halfway.

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Last year, 40 men perished,
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roasted alive
before reaching Iraq.

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The fortunate few
cross Allah's Frying Pot,

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then must pray
they do not bear witness

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to the jinni of the West.
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Thank you, sir.
That's mighty interesting.

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Ah!
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Where the old ones
speak of the sand devil

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who guards the secrets
of the passage to the sea.

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Those who reach the gulf waters
travel west across Syria

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where the sands shift.
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East becomes west.
West becomes south.

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What looks like sand to you
soon becomes the poison pits.

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Men and horses
fall through the air

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and are boiled thus.
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Get out of here, mister.
Leave me be.

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This is not possible!
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You see, I was
Sheikh bin Riyadh's goat herder.

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I was charged
with the crime of stealing milk.

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As punishment,
I have been assigned

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to the American and his horse.
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You're working for me?
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It was this or be
removed of my left hand.

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The future will tell
if I have chosen poorly.

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To cross Syria to Damascus,
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one must face
hundreds of miles of salt

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where no food can be found.
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Men go mad!
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I can see that.
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I pray to Allah,
the All-Compassionate,

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that he will give you
the merciful wisdom to go home.

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You know horses?
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Goats.

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