A look of fatigue on his face, a deep line of worry on his forehead. Day after day, his ankles are aching as he walks through the remote mountain paths of Nepal. Hunger in his stomach, anger in his mind. Sometimes he is filled with hope of getting his son back, and the next moment he is filled with despair. Yet, the fifty-something white-haired man does not stop. He is running from one end of Nepal to the other to find his only missing son, Binod.
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