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Sidi Nagi’s shrine. It was laying on the far left of the long extended grave like an old snake that sits and dwells in his place.
A woman-shaped tree trunk, the limbs were painted in a color of green mixed with black magic spells, shaped like hooves.
In front of it, a piece of red velvet cloth seemed like it belonged to a woman, and remains of tobacco mixed with hash lay on a ceramic tray.
A woman-shaped tree trunk, the limbs were painted in a color of green mixed with black magic spells, shaped like hooves.
In front of it, a piece of red velvet cloth seemed like it belonged to a woman, and remains of tobacco mixed with hash lay on a ceramic tray.
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Started to feel a lump on my right leg, I thought it was because of the long walks we had to take, he was following us above the dunes, no one noticed him but me, he walked with the same limp. He seemed like a slave that used to serve at the slaves cravens.
He looked at me with his cataract eyes, like he wanted to say something. Desperation and age appeared on his face; saw him again near the slave market in Akka.
He looked at me with his cataract eyes, like he wanted to say something. Desperation and age appeared on his face; saw him again near the slave market in Akka.