Like a grain of sand I am uplifted by the Harmattan. Its powerful waves caress my skin, sneak between the folds in my sarouel and deposit a thousand fragrances in their wake. In the morning, saturated with my perfume, the wind continues its travels in Africas immensity guiding mankind in its search for voyages unfettered by boundaries.
Unisex
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