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Hooray, an easy one at last: Yellow, fittingly the colour of summer and whose arrival I have been delusionally elated about all day, and also of this flower, plucked from the arid scrub around Qasr Azraq [قصر الأزرق‎] and delivered wrapped in lothariorific narrative by a winsome lad young enough to make me cringe and recoil, while feeling like Shirley Valentine despite my (then) 25 years of age:

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Happy Jordanian times.

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