I
"Blue arcade, early morning. At the pond with its water lilies the nocturnal soundtrack of frogs stutters to a halt. The heavenly blue, lighter than light, spreads behind eyelids, too. As I get up, joints creak – a faint echo of the frogs’ croaking, lodged in my ankles."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen.
"Blue arcade, early morning. At the pond with its water lilies the nocturnal soundtrack of frogs stutters to a halt. The heavenly blue, lighter than light, spreads behind eyelids, too. As I get up, joints creak – a faint echo of the frogs’ croaking, lodged in my ankles."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen.
II
"Barefoot over limestone, walking on Moroccan sunshine. A sudden breeze, then fragrances. Beauty can be so bewildering ... Suddenly: shadows dance across walls."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the sand shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen.
"Barefoot over limestone, walking on Moroccan sunshine. A sudden breeze, then fragrances. Beauty can be so bewildering ... Suddenly: shadows dance across walls."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the sand shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen.
III
"After breakfast we visit the souk. A thousand hues of clay merge with the chatter of merchants, with querulous mopeds, pigeons and the throng of tourists. A narrow alley, allowing only dusk, takes us to the city’s oldest riad. Inside: slanted shafts of light. How well-formed a sanctuary."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing a light beige cotton and cashmere suit and dark brown suede City Loafers.
"After breakfast we visit the souk. A thousand hues of clay merge with the chatter of merchants, with querulous mopeds, pigeons and the throng of tourists. A narrow alley, allowing only dusk, takes us to the city’s oldest riad. Inside: slanted shafts of light. How well-formed a sanctuary."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing a light beige cotton and cashmere suit and dark brown suede City Loafers.
IV
"The waiter sets our table in the shifting shade. Tousled dogs, idle growls. (There are sunflowers, too – cast in iron, offering tacit support.) After lunch I lose myself among, no, into the olive trees."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing a dark brown washed linen hopsack jacket and light brown cotton and linen trousers. Off white linen shirt, dark brown suede belt and dark brown suede City Loafers.
"The waiter sets our table in the shifting shade. Tousled dogs, idle growls. (There are sunflowers, too – cast in iron, offering tacit support.) After lunch I lose myself among, no, into the olive trees."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing a dark brown washed linen hopsack jacket and light brown cotton and linen trousers. Off white linen shirt, dark brown suede belt and dark brown suede City Loafers.
V
"Thoughts adrift by the pool, water made of cool and change in equal measure. Such welcome unsteadiness. Then the lemonade in its dewy glass: a brown-hued yellow reminiscent of minerals. Liquid grounding."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen, deep red drawstring shorts in textured melange linen and a beige chunky brushed silk crewneck.
"Thoughts adrift by the pool, water made of cool and change in equal measure. Such welcome unsteadiness. Then the lemonade in its dewy glass: a brown-hued yellow reminiscent of minerals. Liquid grounding."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen, deep red drawstring shorts in textured melange linen and a beige chunky brushed silk crewneck.
VI
"Although the heat has descended, there are residues of cool in the pavilion. The conversation meanders; languid laughter, musings. Before doors close for the siesta, I see cranes shift their muddy load in the distance, beyond the surrounding walls. There is another world."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the navy shirt jacket in heavy silk and black drawstring shorts in heavy silk.
"Although the heat has descended, there are residues of cool in the pavilion. The conversation meanders; languid laughter, musings. Before doors close for the siesta, I see cranes shift their muddy load in the distance, beyond the surrounding walls. There is another world."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the navy shirt jacket in heavy silk and black drawstring shorts in heavy silk.
VII
"Honeyed sleep, inhabited by cranes and construction workers. When the shut- ters are opened again: colours. Sand, ochre, auburn ... muted black ... and a bloodorange red, ripe with promise."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the deep red shirt jacket in textured melange linen and black drawstring trousers in heavy silk.
"Honeyed sleep, inhabited by cranes and construction workers. When the shut- ters are opened again: colours. Sand, ochre, auburn ... muted black ... and a bloodorange red, ripe with promise."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the deep red shirt jacket in textured melange linen and black drawstring trousers in heavy silk.
VIII
"The prayer of a far-away muezzin trails through the early evening. Some voices seem made more of radiant metal than of tongue and lips. Coffee is served. (As- salām alaykum, bittersweet tar!) The air shifts through light and shade into light again, accompanied by the muffled thuds from the tennis court."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen, off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen and off white wool, linen and silk jacket.
"The prayer of a far-away muezzin trails through the early evening. Some voices seem made more of radiant metal than of tongue and lips. Coffee is served. (As- salām alaykum, bittersweet tar!) The air shifts through light and shade into light again, accompanied by the muffled thuds from the tennis court."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen, off white drawstring trousers in textured melange linen and off white wool, linen and silk jacket.
IX
"An hour spent reading by the pond is followed by drinks. Water lilies gloss the sur- face, almost imperceptibly. Branches creak in the waning sun."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white wool, linen and silk jacket. Black glazed linen trousers, black grain textured leather belt and black deerskin City Slippers.
"An hour spent reading by the pond is followed by drinks. Water lilies gloss the sur- face, almost imperceptibly. Branches creak in the waning sun."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the off white shirt jacket in textured melange linen and off white wool, linen and silk jacket. Black glazed linen trousers, black grain textured leather belt and black deerskin City Slippers.
X
"Fez-capped and formal, our driver takes us to the car. Dinner beckons as night descends. Frogs again, clearing their throat. Gently, with probing muzzle, a donkey bids goodbye."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the black shirt jacket in heavy silk and black drawstring trousers in heavy silk. Black raw silk jacket and black deerskin City Slippers.
"Fez-capped and formal, our driver takes us to the car. Dinner beckons as night descends. Frogs again, clearing their throat. Gently, with probing muzzle, a donkey bids goodbye."
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Aris Fioretos is wearing the black shirt jacket in heavy silk and black drawstring trousers in heavy silk. Black raw silk jacket and black deerskin City Slippers.
