Last books I read on the Kindle: I had started "Terminus radioso" long before heading to Morocco, and I was tempted more than once to abandon it without finishing, but after reading G's review a long time ago, I gradually finished it while enjoying a mint tea, some dates, and a big glass of camel milk (which I had never drunk before), and I didn't dislike it (neither the book nor the milk) despite the many strange things included by the author.

Then I started (here in the Moroccan kingdom) and finished the autobiography of “Slowhand” in a few afternoons, and I expected many things, but some were definitely surprising.

"Ovadia's Last Supper" bored me quite a bit, and I had already heard many things from his own mouth.

Next, I read McCarthy's latest release "Il Passeggero," and it contains interesting things (as always, he doesn't disappoint) and perhaps it’s what satisfied me the most, actually without perhaps.

Yesterday I finished the one by Mordecai, which I found a bit outdated, but it remains a good snapshot of the life of Jews in Canada in the mid-last century, and I still don't know what I'll read today...

and nothing! #chiaroscuro