To get there, you have to cross the Mediterranean and enter a new continent: Africa. A country whose name sounded the depths of dreams for a long time and know the stories of mountains covered in a fine dust of the desert, lying on a wool carpet, drinking strong tea bitter and sugar. The colors are assimilated naturally, those spices, the henna, those mosaics of the palace, the black kohl forever in the eyes of Berber women. And language sung, made languid syllables, listening for hours without understanding ... IF, Morocco ...
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