Debbaghine Souk



quando arrivi a Debbaghine per prima cosa ti danno un mazzetto di menta in mano, per sopportare meglio i cattivi odori delle concerie. L’ambiente è surreale, quasi dantesco, con tante vasche dove ristagnano bagni di calce, escrementi di piccioni e tannino. E mentre gli uomini pigiano le pelli nelle vasche, le depilano e le tingono i bambini giocano come se nulla fosse. E io, mi sono sentita come Mrs.Errol quando va in visita tra le case degli operai del Conte di Dorincourt…..

first of all, when you arrive at the Debbaghine Souk, they give you a mint posy to smell against the stink tannery. It’s almost surreal, as in a Dante’s work, with these big tanks where lime, pigeons feces and tannin stagnate. And while people work, shave and dye the leather children play as in a playground. Talking about me, I felt like Mrs. Errol while was visiting the Earl of Dorincourt workers houses…….



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