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Marrakech: and a tale of a French ring
I love your ring, she said.
It looks like a sculpture, she said.
That's because I am a sculptor, he replied.
And then he added....
I think it should be yours.
Oh, but my husband won't be happy, she said.
If I buy your ring, your beautiful ring, she said
.
Oh, I understand, he replied.
And then he added....
But I am no friend of husbands.
[And he smiled a French smile.]
