143 Sahara Street
In the middle of the Algerian Sahara, in her relay, a woman writes her History, she welcomes, for a cigarette, a coffee or eggs, truckers, wandering beings and dreams, Her name is Malika.
In the middle of the Algerian Sahara, in her relay, a woman writes her History, she welcomes, for a cigarette, a coffee or eggs, truckers, wandering beings and dreams, Her name is Malika.
