Surviving the Scorching Sun of Marrakesh

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Marrakesh, coveted city but sometimes extremely hot. Marrakesh "God's city," the city said to be Africa's busiest market, Morocco's largest traditional market, the perfect place for inspiration and rehabilitation. The city sand particles hit him exactly in his eyes, the tongue was like a new sponge in packaging mouth was crusty and began making gashes in the corner of the mouth. The sun is shining and sharp beam hits him constantly in his head where either he goes, then hits the still on his yet so red fried face. To look up would be a mistake because his eyes were extremely vulnerable in the sunlight since he comes from a country familiar with plenty of wind and sleet, he felt that it was a mistake to come to this damn town, but since he …show more content…

She showed him his collection of amulets, when he saw them, he started his tiny hairs in the skin bristled up, his pupils began to shake and his mouth became even dryer and almost blue, amulets were small figures of snakes devouring each other in different ways , the characters are so inside a crimson crystal. The hair keeps mane and mouth becomes even more blue, so he asks her so carefully. -Mariam, How on earth have you been procured you the amulets. -Amuletterne I have been procured me after years of collecting my grandparents amulets, since it is a tradition in my family that you have to give your amulet to one's descendant, which in this case was me. Why do they have such some shapes inside the blood-red crystal. -The Blood-red crystal is obtained by taking blood from the wearer of the amulet, then the blood is crystallized with a figure that helps to symbolize life, the characters as you so reflect life balance as they devour each …show more content…

-Mariam So you something behind me? No, not at all, maybe it's just hallucinations since you have very hot. -Yes, But I'm not at all hot. Why you sweat so? Okay, maybe you're right, what a relief because I just thought I saw something wrong. He was sweating not so much and his was also a more relaxed breathing after she explained what happened. He continued by her, to the hugely ornate living room, with woven curtains, window shame with marble figurines and gold eyes, the carpet with symmetrical patterns woven on top of each other and tiles that sit on the wall that apparently seems to be in use as shelves that hold vases with withered flowers. -Sit Down Christian, I insist. Thank you, but I also want to ask about how you have been procured all these things. -It I have taking over the various supermarkets that usually sells Moroccan furniture, but it is especially in the holidays I found these quality

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