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Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Hamburg & Vancouver
Posts: 7,693
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Take me to the Casbah please.
Nothing quite like smoking some black oily hashish on a rooftop in Marrakesh as the sun goes down, listening to the muezzin, and having your waiter bring you endless buckets of fresh pomagranate juice, roast pigeons, lamb skewers and bowls of tabbouhleh.
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