Here is taken at six in the afternoon, whatever. It is desert tea. At the doors of Chingueti, One of the most fascinating cities in Sahara, We decided to wait at sunset. The inhabitants of Mauritania always manage to pause time, extend the afternoon with sugary tea that seem to scan over and over again until it turns it foamy. That ritual surrounded by dunes, With the sound of tea passing from glass in glass it turned out to be one of those moments when one adds a mental post-it with a "to remember in the future". Years later I still feel the sweet taste of tea, The Sahara breeze and the silence of that afternoon.
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