Casablanca, Afternoon A Conversation
“What have we done?” The white patio table, with its spots of rust along the edges and its light dusting of the same ochre powder that seemed to cover everything to varying degrees, connected their hands. Teacups, two. They called it Moroccan whiskey – mint tea with lemon verbena – and the sun was just […]
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