The ageing archeologist often thought about his early expeditions. Traveling solo to exotic locations had suited him like a panda bear preferring the company of a tree, until he’d met another loner, who was in awe of his worldly pursuits. What fun it had been showing his young wife around the digs in Morocco, Peru, and Greece. She’d loved the souk in Marrakech best—seeing the twenty-year-old catch her breath at the sight of fire eaters, tightrope walkers, snake charmers, and hash smokers had been such a turn-on. That said, her emancipation had been the most welcome change of all.
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