A story that could very well have been taken from the Thousand and One Nights with Sharazade but that soaks you in a lulling rhythm of high tide and low tide in the days, of humorous claustrophobia and a nostalgic evocation for the hours that it brings or leaves carries the murmur of the sea; I will remember the stuff of one's dreams, for Morsi's peculiar idyll with his beautiful wife Soad, and for the overdose of adolescence during the boy Nour's first erotic fantasies, pasting cutouts of girls and smiling at them before their routine in the lighthouse; the fascinating thing, that from the beginning it is not clear why a sailor twice his age should leave his young wife for a while; nor the duration of the lighthouse shift breaks and therein lies the magic of not counting the time it would take for Morsi to return to the arms of his young wife; that justifies that in the boy Nour's rest shift, he sends some letters to Soad but when he notices that he is missing the photo of his beautiful wife in the suitcase, he thinks the worst of the boy and imagines throwing him from the top of the lighthouse against the breakwaters.
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