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In the yellow, cold light of the wine-dark night _ between the new mall and the Roman Site _ he staggered alone, drunken with "Magon"* and memories. Vast, so vast is the night _ vast as the memory of an English prairie, and an emmer-haired maiden he had walked to the ferry on a summery day. Vast, so vast is a night masquerading as a want of sight. © LazharBouazzi
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
Night in Tunisia
In the yellow, cold light of the wine-dark night _ between the new mall and the Roman Site _ he staggered alone, drunken with "Magon"* and memories. Vast, so vast is the night _ vast as the memory of an English prairie, and an emmer-haired maiden he had walked to the ferry on a summery day. Vast, so vast is a night masquerading as a want of sight. © LazharBouazzi
"Magon" is a popular Tunisian wine named after the famous Carthaginian author of the "Treatises on Agronomy, Winegrowing and Winemaking (eighth century BC. ) " when Tunisia was Europe's wine cellar.
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
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