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Christmas Eve 2014: No Pictures, Please
Fez, Morocco…Christmas Eve. I couldn’t, didn’t take a picture, though my hand itched for the camera. All I have is mental images, translated here: “And, this,” says Ali, the city guide, “is the caravanserai (CAR-uh-van-sir-I).” He continues, “The farmers stay here when they come to sell in the Medina.” A donkey wreathed in a rope […]
Information Exchange
…”Tahir Square seemed closer to this subzero, northern winter evening.”