Posts Tagged ‘sahel’

Sometimes you find that you track Aboca shadows, impossible in the past persecution, in every place where I land I seek a reality that vanished fifty years earlier. However I am convinced that no place can ever provoke the same impression that I suffered in those first hours of Tanout spurred by paranoia and fear.

Police orders me to remove the turban, I seem suspect, inspected my passport and I wonder why I dress like those of Al-Qaeda; I answer that to hide from them. The cop looks at me dumbfounded, I suspect that neither of them really know what the fall-winter fashion Islamic terrorist half