She hardly knew how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so great a man.

Life itself is a chameleon, it is not straight, Benth, or whatever you might think of it

How could I live a life where the person who’d built and experienced and created it alongside me, the person who’d seen me in a hundred different moods, at my highest, at my lowest, in the middle of a C-section with my uterus laid out on my belly, was gone?

This is my first opportunity to visit this part of North Africa, so I am going to be able to go back home and talk about this beautiful country and encourage Americans to travel here.

Written By Donald Evans

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