Marrakech red. This is the picture I was waiting for in Tangier for days. Waiters in Morocco serve like they're in olympic competition. Makes for an interesting alternative to the egg races of yore.
posted by Simona @ 10:20 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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- Hey folks! Sorry I've been MIB (Missing in Bloglan...
- Abbas Kiarostami during one of his master classes
- Scorsese during the master class
- from 57th street
- the window comes in for bedtime
- snow shovels in defile, ready for the ghost arm of...
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- Where I take my lunch break, hudson and N. Moore.
- speckles of light
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Monday, January 02, 2006
Marrakech red. This is the picture I was waiting for in Tangier for days. Waiters in Morocco serve like they're in olympic competition. Makes for an interesting alternative to the egg races of yore.
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