In Kabylia, a stone is never quite “a stone”. She is axxam when she builds the house, she is a game when she rolls in the hands of a child, she is memory when she stands on a grave. Before cement and cinder blocks, she was the one who built the villages [...]
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In Kabylia, a stone is never quite “a stone”. She is axxam when she builds the house, she is a game when she rolls in the hands of a child, she is memory when she stands on a grave. Before cement and cinder blocks, she was the one who built the villages [...]