emerges from a long slumber to reassure my (two) affectionate readers: the blog is alive (... and fight with us.)
I apologize to them for a long silence due to no lack of desire or time, a simple but addictive.
Like "The Matrix" has you Morocco, Morocco hold of you: that 
you curious or beginning, surprise you, scare you, over time becomes an ordinary, common, banal. I Fell in tunnel of addiction and did not seem like there was nothing that deserved to be told.
But now I'm clean. And once again ready to tell what is going to Casablanca.
Meanwhile, the blog has reached a staggering 1219 hits, but do not worry, at least 1000 are mine.
The rest of my immediate family. A maniac who
usual Google search: "trumpet it in Morocco?"
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