Vast area and complete environment of a Medina quarter with 37 Daars (Houses), 2 Minarets, 2 Babs (Town Gates), Gardens with Trees and Palms, Stairs, Ksaar (Gazebo) and Ground.

The ground burns under the midday sun.

Shade and light on the flat roofs of the terraces.

Here and there some glazed tiles the color of ocher and olive, the luxury of a wretched house clashing with the facade of a riad, oasis of zellige and exuberance of sculpted stucco with its bark made of white coating, shady and luminous with its tadelakt. Splashes of striking colors on the beige of the kasbahs.

Courtyard filled with palm trees, fountains and olive trees.

Behind the moucharabieh standing as a truncated opening towards the street, the burning walkers, stepping on disjointed cobblestones between narrow slide of blind walls.

The words are like dried up by the oppressive heat.

A Medina like the sand of a desert.

The Medina engorges, overflowing and dying. In the distance of the dunes whispers its history ...