a walk to purge colonial guilt?

We are to carry Riaz to the top of Tunnel Mountain on a litter. We carry Riaz’s luggage, a chair and table, and a pot of hot tea. Poetry and tunnel mountain history are read out by the guides. No smiling. Struggling to the top of the mountain the ceremonial photograph has us sherpas grouped around the seated master. The pink horror makes it to the top too.

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