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(Day 78-93, 7.191km cycled) Rosso On the northern Bank of the Sénégal river, the natural border between Sénégal and Mauritania lies a notorious and nefarious city. Rosso, the largest border crossing between Mauritania and Senegal.  Rosso, the name for a deep red color, described as the color of blood, or also the name for a sweet italian white wine mixed with herbs and caramel. For many travelers, the Rosso border means trouble. The border is well known among travelers for elaborate scams, rip-offs, corrupt officials, long waiting times, persistent begging and offer of services. That is, you are aware of these dangers.  I was aware. I had read the stories and long comments of bike-travelers, overlanders, motorcyclists etc. that crossed here before me. I looked at the cheap, beaded bracelet that I bought from a scammer/beggar in the Atlas mountains of Morocco and I remembered the promise to myself to not let myself be scammed anymore. Rosso would be no exception! So I knew that...