Morocco: how my memory deceives me

I was wrong about those palm trees that I told you about. The three palm trees on the road to Mhmed near the edge of the Sahara. Take a look. I’m amazed by my memory and how it deceives me at times. How is it that I remember the boy’s face below, that I vividly recall those moments and see him in my mind? Yet my memory of the palm trees is fuzzy. Yet I do remember three palm trees rising from the one base… where were those palm trees?

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