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[wwidsith]

I had always wondered what the souks were like after dark. Yesterday, I got to find out. Kamal had found someone he thought I would like to talk to - a seller of traditional musical instruments who has a little shop deep in the heart of the labyrinth. I arranged to meet up with K that evening, and head in to speak to our guy after he closed up.

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Mrs Herbertson again

[anonymous]

hey, did I ever play you the weird Moroccan tapes I brought back from that walking holiday I went on? Who's good to listen to nowadays?

How is it that all your friends know Old English too, and do etymology (sounds like a perversion, put like that) at midnight? I thought I was the only one. Are we geeky peeps drawn to your internet name, far-traveller, or is it a disease?