Abduredha Joda stood on a dryplot of land where he lives with his family on the outskirts of Karbala.
Abduredha Joda站在卡尔巴拉郊区一片干旱的土地上，他和家人曾经在此居住。
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His small plot is dry, and he has to walk several kilometres to get water from a neighbouring farm.
他的小块非常干旱，他要步行好几公里的路程从邻近的农场采些水来。
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However, the dry-baked landscape of the Karoo fails to inspire, and it is not until a chance encounter with an old school friend that both Adam's poetic juices, and the plot, start to flow.