Oh I could try to tell you.

I could try to tell you about the Moroccan Moussem de Tan Tan, the world's largest gathering of nomads.

I could try to put it together in words. To tell you about the Bedouins. To talk about the children with their koranic boards. To describe the dromedaries -- the way they moved on the field in tight formation. And about the cameleers with their origami-like turbans. I could try to explain about the horses and the charging on the fields. About the pagentry, and rifles, and golden tassels. I could say something about the tribal girls with kohl-lined eyes who couldn't stop themselves from dancing. And about the tents filled to overflowing with people greedy for more. People like me.

Oh I could try to tell you. But the words would never, could never

be enough.

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