The sun.
The bugs. The soil. The worms.
The quietness. Then the talking, or the laughing, or the music playing.
The food. The comfort of a sweet company.
That was such a sweet cleanse of a Sunday in Bouskoura.
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The sun.
The bugs. The soil. The worms.
The quietness. Then the talking, or the laughing, or the music playing.
The food. The comfort of a sweet company.
That was such a sweet cleanse of a Sunday in Bouskoura.
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