The march of the elephants

In the park of Hwange, Zimbabwe, a group of elephants crosses quickly to meet a group of strangers invading your home, we. Offspring, males and females who follow his eternal walk among the leafy branches of trees. The latest issue looks at us defiantly and throws a warning beeper. This is our land, our space, seems to mean. Africa.

Javier Brandoli

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