One of many places in the world that I’ve never been but would love to go is Morocco. I would love to walk through a souk at night, smell the spices, stroll among market stalls lit by lanterns and colored lights. There’s something magical about those lamps, a magnetism. Candles flickering behind stained glass. An uneven glow through geometric shapes. This entry is dedicated to their beauty.
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