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a day in October

A Friday in October This morning was green and mild, with no sand, in my eyes, wind from Morocco blew Once, I was in Casablanca, I bought a pair  of traditional slippers with long toes it is what one does at the old market The TV man spoke about the weather said Africa, which is a continent and many other things   A farmer in the next village had killed his wife, for a woman getting married is a perilous activity, the lottery of life is littered with unlucky females In Mosul, Iraqi officers arW paraded on the TV. Why? I don't know, I think it is about war, but like splendid in green uniform we see a tank fire at something over the  horizon, and everyone applauses  My neighbor has a nagging wife who's need, turns hysterical for the lack of it  when she has one of her turns, the man saddle up his mule, goes for a ride into the woods of happy memories    

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