(wishing Abdelhq Djellab a harvest of landscapes)
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for a man who ranges over the countryside, his nation becomes larger...
at the bend of a lane, he finds monuments to a patient way of life...
intimacy with earth is the undercoat for what he hopes to portray...
depth beckoning in the color of sky is his amphitheater.
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