As she stands at the window, the spring sunshine streaming in, Mathilde reflects on the opportunities before her: it's April 1968 and Morocco is changing. Looking out at her garden, the roses - brought in from Marrakech …
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As she stands at the window, the spring sunshine streaming in, Mathilde reflects on the opportunities before her: it's April 1968 and Morocco is changing. Looking out at her garden, the roses - brought in from Marrakech - have bloomed and their sweet, fresh scent pervades the garden.[Bokinfo].
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