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Re: Social Displacement | Finding Yasmine | Wish I was called something earthy something flirty something alternative not alternatively spelt so I don’t have to explain the missing J missing May spring bloom when I am supposed to be as pretty and fragrant as my name.   Image: Motorcycle Migration and Baggage, Tassoultante, Morocco. Copyright © 2018 Yasmine Bendjoudi. All rights reserved.Read more

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Algiers Series | Grande Poste Family | Some time has passed and life opens like a beautiful flower. When the people speak of La Grande Poste, my heart flutters with each syllabe as I hang on to every word my father had told of an époque filled with art and creativity. My father spent the best of his youth in an apartment adjacent and arm in arm with the big old architectural beauty that people frequent for their daily mail,Read more

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Algiers Series | Unexpected Love Story | Didou swore by his love for his wife. So much so that he decorated every corner of his inner city apartment block in ceramic celebrations of her life. After all it was her dying wish. In the entrance hallway of a European build, he has plastered pictures of his beloved, family members and memories from his boxing days. Didou talks through every picture like a tribute, each attached to a story he insistsRead more

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Algiers Series | Culture and Pride |Between an opulent facade of the monumental Grande Poste D’Alger and the Boulevard Mohamed Khemisti, a heritage pop-up souq is set up. People glance at a pottery stand as they go about their day in the centre of Algiers. The merchants joke lightly amongst themselves, because even though struggle is imbedded in the history and the very fabrication of the culture, laughter is always a means to get by. Algiers is neither fast paceRead more

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Doha Series | Souq Baggage | It’s just after 4pm and the Souq reopens for the evening. A hamaliya worker (mover in Arabic) paid to carry heavy goods in his wheel barrow takes a rest on it while the shopkeeper packs the items he is to transport to the customer’s car. He prays on his prayer beads, reciting religious scripture at every possible moment he gets for himself and it’s peaceful to observe.  Read more

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Marrakech Series: Motorbikes in the Medina I These days the Medina is synonymous with the rumbling sound. Motorbikes whizzing through the narrow streets of the Kasbah, dodging traffic to get to the other side. Brown, blue, white djellabas blowing in the wind.  Apart from being the most conventional way to navigate through heavy traffic, most Marrakechis choose to commute on bikes because they are simply more affordable than cars and marginally cheaper to maintain. This medieval city with a Berber spirit dating back toRead more

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Madinat Shamal Series: Wooden Boats l Two wood carvers sit under a tent in the Al Zubarah desert land located on the north western coast of Qatar. They are making miniature model dhow boats – traditional and specific in style to the Red Sea and the Indian Ocean. These wooden vessels were often used for carrying goods around the Persian Gulf, South Asia and East Africa. Smaller dhows were used for pearling around the peninsula.Read more