: In mid gallop, a zebra’s body muscles rippling with each powerful stride; in galloping across the open savanna, a zebra charges. As it zips by it, it's black and white stripes blur and its mane flies wildly in the wind picking up light. And then there’s the dust: around its hooves, it kicks up in clouds; dust coats its hide, and rises in clouds again. In a whorl of elegance and power it races over the landscape, the zebra, its appearance blurred as the tall grass and far off acacia trees crumble into backdrop.

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