Out of respect I wear long skirts and sleeves and no wild colors. I have a wardrobe of cotton Algerian tunics and I am frequently asked if I'm Kabylie, one of the tribes here. I am getting
fat because, really, why not take advantage of roomy clothes and I have not mastered the art of long skirts around office furniture. I keep rolling over my clothes in my chair and pinning myself to the floor. Nadir, our stylish interpreter with me here, is highly amused.
We went along on a photo shoot recently and met Wahid, a local fisherman who posed, offered us some of the Algerian salad he was cutting up and tried out some creaking English. That's Shahareddine, one of our great drivers, between Nadir and me.
fat because, really, why not take advantage of roomy clothes and I have not mastered the art of long skirts around office furniture. I keep rolling over my clothes in my chair and pinning myself to the floor. Nadir, our stylish interpreter with me here, is highly amused.
We went along on a photo shoot recently and met Wahid, a local fisherman who posed, offered us some of the Algerian salad he was cutting up and tried out some creaking English. That's Shahareddine, one of our great drivers, between Nadir and me.
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