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The Sandeman silhouette, a figure with cape and a broad rimmed hat, was enjoying his eternal glass of port. Illuminated in the evening light but with his back to my camera, his anonymity remained intact. The river flowed under the Ponte Dom Luis 1 on its way from central Spain to the Atlantic. The Portuguese writer, Jose Saramago, once stood a few hundred kilometres upstream from here at a narrow border crossing in the remote Tras-os-Montes region. He wondered if the fish needed passports to swim on through and what language they used...
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