Medina perfume The sun sets and the

The sun sets and the secret lovers who embrace each other on exhausted stone benches turn pink

Light clinking from glasses and cutlery on solid cedar tree tables

the origin of the greyish white metropolis that is Casablanca

filling the afternoon air with a unique spiced scent

lies a small park

Medina perfume The sun sets and theJust outside the walls of the old Medina, the origin of the greyish white metropolis that is Casablanca, lies a small park. Datura lilies hang heavy from the trees, like upside down trumpets, filling the afternoon air with a unique spiced scent. Through thousand year old cracks in the city wall even more spices and the smell of honey. The sun sets and the secret lovers who embrace each other on exhausted stone benches turn pink.