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When morning come I traced the noise to the Kleenex box and found an ALACRAN big and black like the familiar Mexican scorpions, I killed it, moved on and fell down the cement stairs (half a flight) of a Hotel in Construction where we spent the night and put my left elbow out of commission. The children and I developed, or better acquired, an intestinal infection and have been on rice, mineral water, vegetable soups for a week - and I am pulling out of Morocco in 2 days - rather happy that the summer has come to AN END. [[/left margin]] NO MUSTAPHA [[/left margin]] [[/right margin]] ?? ?? [[/right margin]]
Transcription Notes:
Illegible words in right margin.
Possibly says "Always Sheila" [[??]]