nouakchott pt. 1

A wedding in cinquieme, held under a tent, in one of the numerous sand courtyards in the neighborhood. You can't not be a spectator. There is an electric guitar and a dozen hand drums, as well as a griot singer. soninke weddingLater that night, the wedding moves indoors. I stand…

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Welcome to the Desert Kingdom.

in cinquieme, i usually wake to this prayer call from the mosque next door. it's in soninke, one of the small languages spoken in the region, and is one of the first prayer calls i've heard with a woman's voice. sometimes is goes on for fifteen minutes or so, but…

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