pine trees die hard. Boston's got pines.
posted by Simona @ 4:41 PM
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Tangier, sometime home to Paul Bowles, Matisse, Samuel Beckett, Brion Gysin, Yves Saint-Laurent, and now, Simona Eva Schneider. Read my tales, however small or tall in serious storybook form. A cinema is in the making here in Tangier with an element of suspense due to an unstable bureaucracy. Will Chaplin and Murnau make their debut this summer in the plazas of Tangier? Will Chantal Ackerman find a Tangerine audience? Only the Tangier Telegram knows.
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