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English. We drive thru the woods, thru the different [[underlined]] Watts. [[/underlined]] Old buildings made of square blocks of [underlined]] Sandstone [[/underlined]] superimposed, and ornamented the same subjects being repeated over and over again. Same Cambodg dancing girls hewn in the stone, same budhas and more budhas; some in sandstone others gilded alternating sometimes with figures of [[underlined]] Viznu [[/underlined]] and [[underlined]] Shiva [[/underlined]] and the [[underlined]] Cobra heads [[/underlined]] All in the jungle and roots and trees intertwining amongst the stones and ruins and towers. A struggle between the work of man and the invasion of nature in these pretentious buildings.
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In the buildings [[underlined]] numerous bats [[/underlined]] hanging on the ceiling and [[strikethrough]] flying and [[/strikethrough]] shrieking and flying out and in when disturbed. Their excrement on the floor emitting a characteristic odor. [[underlined]] Tap [[/underlined]] tells me there are [[underlined]] panthers [[/underlined]] and [[underlined]] elephants [[/underlined]] around in the jungle but [[underlined]] they retire in hiding places. [[/underlined]] Before I knew it I am the witness of the gambols and swinging in the trees of a [[underlined]] family of monkeys. Gibbons they are called by the French. [[/underlined]] Their marvelous [[underlined]] agility [[/underlined]] in swinging from one big tree into another and their dropping from higher branches to lower ones exceeds anything I ever saw them perform in any zoo. all this swinging and trapezing