Tawaraya Shirt—TileThe tall entryway of a stone building, lined in painted ceramic; a space for everyone and no one in particular, guarded by a repeating pattern of figures in loose pants. The last echo of a neighbors conversation, silenced by the close of a heavy door dressed in green lacquer. Outside, Moorish arches stretch into long corridors intent on framing every view: billowing frankincense, glistening olive mounds, and palms gazing shyly at their lean