I once visited Old Japanese Road in Almaty Kazakhstan.there was a very steep hill, i was climbing the hill like a creazy. After climbing for 4 hours I was still not halfway up. Interestingly, there was no one in the area. I was in such danger that I could neither descend nor I thought I was going to die there that day. And there I was more horrified to see the skins and bones of dead horses on a heap of sharp stones. At the end of a breath I went down with slips like a child without getting any other option.

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