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Críptido del día: Fating'ho.

El fating'ho es un pequeño homínido críptido procedente de los densos bosques de Senegal y el norte de Guinea . Tiene pelaje negro y ojos rojos y, como el sehita , se dice que tiene pelo largo en la cabeza. Se cuenta que un cazador de Diaroume en Senegal capturó una hembra fating'ho, la domesticó con éxito y tuvo hijos con ella. Se decía que su hija, llamada Na Fancani, era una gran belleza, y sus descendientes todavía vivían en la zona en 1945. En noviembre de 1992, el entomólogo Malang Mane, mientras recolectaba especímenes a una altitud de 11 000 metros en una zona boscosa del norte de Guinea, afirmó haber visto un animal del tamaño de un hombre, de pelo negro y una cabeza grande, caminar hasta unos pocos pies de distancia. él, antes de que huyera. Mane estaba seguro de que el animal no era un chimpancé ni un gorila.

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3éme MANDAT ET TENSION POLITIOUE AU SENEGAL : Macky accorde 400 milliards a la region de Sédhiou

Macky accorde 400 milliards a la region de Sédhiou, 3eme mandat et tension les senegalais donnent leurs point de vue sur cette situation, suivez votre emission en direct sur dakar instant

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"Of Love and Other (over the counter) Drugs"

Armand x Daniel Molloy

General audiences

Warnings: Non graphic mention of child death. The rest is just fluff and Armand being weird (and we love him for it).

Daniel catches the flu. Armand freaks out... And then discovers the wonders of modern medicine.

MY MASTERLIST

Armand knew something was wrong as soon as he entered the building. It wasn’t abnormal for him to find his Daniel unconscious, these days he was often still asleep when Armand showed up and it fell on the vampire the task to wake his mortal lover up and get him ready for the night. But tonight, Daniel’s dreams felt disjointed and turbulent. Something wasn’t quite right with his human, and it made him uneasy. He didn’t bother with the elevator -fascinating contraption, really- choosing instead to take to the stairs at full vampire speed, arriving at his beloved’s door between one of his precious, if too rapid, heartbeats and the next. He made quick work of the lock, he had no time or patience for keys and even less to use his gift on it, sheer brute vampire strength was faster, he could have it replaced later. Or move his lover to another apartment, that was of no consequence to him, no, what mattered was getting to his Daniel on time. 

He did, of course, and his worriment was proved well-founded, even if the usual culprits were not at fault this time, Daniel was not lying on his bed in a drunken stupor or in a poodle of his own vomit after overindulging in the psychotropic and stimulating substances he enjoyed so much. Armand wished that were the case, as he examined his lover’s body, checked and double-checked his labored breathing, his accelerated pulse, his overheated skin, and his reddened, dry cheeks. 

Daniel was sick. Daniel was sick, and feverish, and Armand was trying with everything he had not to lose his composure, as his darling boy’s eyes, those stunning violet eyes he found himself, without meaning to, unable to live without opened and tried to fix on him through the haze of his febrile disease. 

“Adhmand?"  

"Daniel" Armand hoped his face reflected none of the turmoil he was feeling, "You are ill, but don't you worry. I will find you the best physician in the city and bring him over. You shall want for nothing, everything you need to make a haste recovery-"

"Waith, waith" Daniel interrupted, frowning, "Physician? You mean a doctor?" 

"Yes, Daniel, a doctor" Armand replied a little impatiently, already far away. Like, two miles away, at the highly interesting medical research facility all made of glass and metal, undoubtedly crawling with men of science, a couple of which were bound to be useful for his beloved’s predicament. "Fret not, my love, I will fetch you one right now"

"I don'th need a doctodh, boss" The boy insisted, not particularly convincingly, given the fact he was trying and failing to sit up on the messy bed, "Idh's justh the flu. Nothing sedhious" 

Was the boy lying to him? Trying to comfort him ? He knew for a fact the flu was serious, and could still remember back when he was human, how the flu had killed two of the boys, two of his brothers at the palazzo. Boys that were well cared for, healthier, and stronger than Daniel probably was. The disease had consumed the youngling in a week, he dreaded to think what it could do to his fragile Daniel. 

But no, Armand could find no sign of deception inside Daniel’s mind, only vague childhood recollections of a foul-tasting green liquid and warm hugs.

“You need medicine” Armand correctly concluded. His sick human tried to nod, a bad idea that prompted a new wave of dizziness to topple him over. 

“I need Nyquil” He moaned from the pitiful heap he fell on the bed, “and soup. Chicken soup. Take out” He added before Armand could open his mouth, “I wanth take out. You’th still banned fhom the kidchen”

Armand wasn’t pouting, he was much too dignified for that, when he turned around and left without a word to do his lover’s bidding. He did not understand why Daniel was being so precious, anyway, it wasn’t like Armand was suggesting making the medicine himself. He was not delusional, he knew his education was lacking in that regard: Venice had been a paradise, a luminary for the arts, but not for the sciences. And yes, he might have had chefs making all of his meals back then but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be able to cook. Probably. He preferred to be, as Daniel so delightfully had put it, a free spirit in the kitchen, but he could follow a recipe well enough. If he tried. Presumably. 

He was still ruminating about these things when he spotted a store emblazoned with two snakes entwined around a wand inside a green cross, a symbol he recognized as belonging to pharmacies, this century's version of the apothecary’s. With a faint sensation of pride in himself for having located it so easily, he entered. 

It was nothing like an apothecary’s shop.

Inside the brightly lit - with those ghastly fluorescents that made him look like the animated corpse he was- store there were corridors with rows upon rows of multicolored boxes, bottles, and packages, filled with mysterious substances. He could smell the stench of chemicals even through their containers. The various goods were apparently organized by function in a practical if most unaesthetic way, the signs hanging above each island indicating what could be found on those shelves. He was most intrigued by the islands labeled as “Sleeping aid” and “Sexual health” but he could not dwell, he was a man on a mission. It wasn’t hard to locate the blue box with a picture of a green bottle that announced in big white letters the name of the medicine he was looking for, but doubt crept in. Yes, NyQuill was the medicine Daniel had requested, and his memories had indicated the green one was the one he was thinking of, but there was a red cherry-flavored one on display as a brand new improved version. He took one of those as well, if only to give his lover the choice. He knew from the memories the green one tasted absolutely disgusting. There were also several other brands, particularly that of the Benydil one, the smiling faces that undoubtedly represented a happy family on the box catching Armand’s attention. Daniel craved that, the comfort of his mother's tender caring, Armand could see as much in his mind. He decided to grab that one too. 

And the pills and gelatin capsules too, if only to take home and take them apart, he was curious to see if the innards were made of liquid or if the capsules were made of gelatin through and through. Truly, human ingenuity had no limits, such novel ways to ingest the unpleasant remedies in less troublesome ways to make the experience as bearable as possible. Surely Daniel would be amenable to try the different substances in order to find the one that worked best in terms of both convenience and results. 

Checking out was an experience of it’s own, the cashier, a bitter middle-aged man, disliked his skin color and was suspicious of the amount of medicines he was buying. That was usually the way with people like that, even when he had Daniel accompanying him, maybe especially then. They always assumed Armand was the one abusing substances instead of him. He didn’t care enough to do anything about it most the times, the occasional exception was made for feeding when he was feeling particularly uncharitable or hungry. This time, however, the man was keeping him from getting to Daniel, so Armand got inside his mind and endeared the man to him, using his most innocent, most human closed-lipped smile to him.

“My spouse is ill for the first time. I might be a little…”

“Anxious?” The cashier finished for him. Armand was going to go for overzealous but he accepted it. “I understand, it can be scary when the missus gets sick” There was an image in his mind of a sink full of dirty dishes, an untidy house and screaming children as some poor woman languished in the background. Armand decided maybe he was a little hungry after all. “You will need something to check her temperature. Do you have a thermometer?”

By the time he was done, Armand had a variety of thermometers, the most interesting one being the brand-new, high-tech infrared ear thermometer, a room humidifier device, and a state-of-the-art nebulizer. The cashier thought he had pretty much scammed him, little did he know if it wasn’t for his lack of time, Armand would have bought the entire drugstore simply to satisfy his curiosity. But alas, Daniel was in a much too delicate state for him to feel comfortable leaving him alone for such a long period of time, so it could not be. 

Next stop was the restaurant, so he could get Daniel his chicken soup, and he knew exactly where to go to get it. His Daniel was a creature of habit, and in the three months they had lived in Brooklyn so far, there was one place Daniel had eaten at more than everywhere else combined: A little hole in the wall, Chinese-american restaurant called The Dumpling Den. Armand couldn’t say he got the appeal, the place was gaudy, the wooden furniture worn out, the cutlery tarnished and the salon badly lit, the only sources of light being the hundreds upon hundreds of fairy lights wrapped inside tiny fake red paper lanterns. However, Daniel thought the place was charming, and the greasy food, delicious, and whatever Daniel wanted, no matter how absurd, Armand got it for him, so into the small venue he went, straight to the counter behind which, as always, a pretty girl with dark hair and almond eyes awaited to greet the costumers with a wide, white teethed smile.

“Oh, hi! Good evening Armand!” Startled a little at his sudden appearance in front of her, the girl scrambled her welcome. Her brain quickly dismissed it as her being tired and distracted, but Armand made a mental note at moving a little more slowly and make sure his pace was human. “No Daniel today?” 

“Good evening, Jessie” He smiled sincerely, pleased at her mention of his lover. The girl had quickly figured out they were more than just roommates, but instead of being judgmental of their relationship, she thought they were the cutest couple she had ever seen. 

Armand enjoyed to watch himself with Daniel through her eyes, liked to see the way Daniel zeroed all of his attention on him whenever he spoke as if Armand was the only being in the world. He liked to see the way his own face softened minutely, involuntarily, whenever his eyes fell on Daniel, as if just by gazing at him, Daniel could turn Armand a little more human. He liked to watch the way they mirrored each other, like two celestial bodies tidally locked, whenever one moved, the other spontaneously adjusted his position.

“Sadly, no. Daniel is ill at home, he seems to have caught the flu that’s been going around.”

Jessie nodded in understanding,

“That explains the ransacking of that poor drugstore” she joked, ponting at Armand’s numerous bags.

“I may have overreacted” He admitted, far from regretting it. “But that is the reason why I’m here, actually. Daniel wants some soup, and I remembered how much he loves your jīdàn yùmǐ gēng ” The immortal pronounced perfectly, making Jessie’s eyes widen in surprise. 

“I’ll get some to go for you right away! But, if what you want is for him to get better and fast, what you need is our garlic ginger soup. Trust me, a couple bowls of that, and he’ll be up and about in no time”

Armand was only allowed to leave the restaurant once he was stocked with enough soup to feed to people for two days. The trip back home was a little troublesome thanks to all the stuff he was carrying. It would probably have been impossible to make altogether for someone who didn’t possess vampire strength. As it was, when Armand entered the apartment, Daniel was awake, sitting in a miserable mess on the couch.

“Whad thook you so long?” 

Had Armand been a less dignified vampire, he would have rolled his eyes. Instead, he simply walked into the kitchen where he set his bags on the counter, took one of the soup containers and, for the first time ever, used the microwave oven for its intended purpose and warmed Daniel’s meal up. If a slight smell of burnt hair permeated the kitchen, well, Daniel’s nose was too stuffed for him to notice anyway. 

“I’m not really that hungry” Daniel tried to excuse himself when Armand brought the soup to him, “Can I just get the NyQill?”

“The drugstore clerk I ate believed meds should not be taken with an empty stomach” The vampire declared. Daniel simply blinked, too dizzy and febrile to process everything in that sentence. Armand almost sighed, sitting down next to Daniel. Raising a spoon full of broth, he brought it to his lover’s face. “Open up” He commanded.

“You- you’dhe nod sedhious” Daniel sputtered. Armand simply stared at him, unblinking and unmoving, spoon still high in the air. Daniel did roll his eyes, but conceded with a reluctant “fine” before opening his mouth for Armand to drop the contents of the spoon inside. 

With his cheeks burning with something else than the fever, he admitted,

“Hmm… this is acdually pwetthy good” 

“Your friend Jessie suggested this particular dish when I told her you were sick. I’m glad I heeded her advice” And Armand really was, enjoying knowing that the rich flavors of the soup were managing to break through Daniel’s blocked sinuses. “You know, back when I was human in Venice, eastern medicine was far more advanced than European medicine?”

Daniel made an interested little hum as he swallowed the new spoonful Armand was feeding him, previous embarrassment already forgotten. Armand rarely talked about the past, and Daniel cherished every bit of information shared during those coveted moments jealously, that was the reason Armand brought this little fact up in the first place. He didn’t know when it had happened exactly, but Daniel’s happiness and well-being had become of the utmost importance to him. 

“By 1564, Jiang was already well-known and its medicinal properties were heralded amongst the men of science of the time. I remember the time almost half of my brothers at the palazzo fell ill, and a doctor was called. A German man he was, so smart and mysterious. The younger kids were convinced he was a sorcerer…”

“Were you?” Daniel asked, eyes shining with something other than the fever. So eager his boy, so innocent. Armand decided to spare him the, more tragic, ending of his tale. He grinned, showing Daniel all his teeth, nothing innocent about that smile.

“No, not me. I had already seen the truly mysterious and unnatural, and I knew this man wasn’t it”

Before Daniel could question him some more, Armand put the plate aside and started unpacking the remaining bags under his lovingly exasperated stare. 

“I rweally seth myself up, didn’d I?” 

“That you did, my beloved” Confirmed the vampire, but selected only the NyQuill bottles for Daniel to choose from. Sensing the human’s hesitation, he delved into his mind to see the cause, finding himself rather touched when he realized the reason: Daniel didn’t want to take the medicine because it would make him sleep, and he didn’t want to waste the limited hours he could share with Armand. 

“You seriously underestimate me, lover mine” Armand reassured him, “if you think something as inconsequential as human sleep can keep you from me”

Daniel shuddered at the possessiveness in Armand’s voice. The boy had always had too little self-preservation instinct for his own good. 

“Now be good for me, and drink your medicine” 

Making a conscious effort not to squirm, Daniel obeyed. He always did obey Armand in the end, would probably do anything his monster asked of him, as long as he used that low, dominant voice that never failed to make his knees tremble. Feeling the laser focus of Armand's crimson stare on the taut column of his neck as he threw his head back to swallow the cloyingly sweet syrup, Daniel wondered if he might have a medical kink and if Armand would be willing to explore the answer with him. After one look at the number of medical supplies his undead boyfriend had gotten, he decided his odds were pretty good. 

Reading the direction Daniel’s thoughts had taken, Armand leaned in to place a frustratingly chaste kiss under the human's ear, on the spot where his jaw met his neck. 

“Tomorrow, when you’re stronger, we’ll play. But for now, go to sleep, my beloved, resting assured I will be waiting for you on the other side”

Daniel, already drowsy, let himself be guided and manhandled until his head was resting on Armand’s lap, where he was lulled to sleep by Armand running his fingers through his curls, imitating perfectly the way her mother used to comfort him. 

“Y’know” he somehow managed to get out between yawns, “I wanna thank you. I know justd… feedin’me youd blood would be easieth than taking cawe of me. But you didn’th. So thanks”

Armand froze. Daniel was right, a few drops of Armand’s blood would have been more than enough to heal Daniel in an instant, all the hustle and messiness of the night and of a snotty, febrile human easily avoidable. But Daniel was trying to get clean, refusing to even drink or consume any of the substances we liked to use for amusement, and it hadn’t even crossed Armand’s mind not to respect his will. This fragile, beautiful, brilliant, painfully candid boy whose life was but a fleeting, dazzling moment in the long, desolated night of eternity had somehow managed to wrap this wraith, this terrible, perverted creature that was Armand, tightly around his dainty little finger.

And he wasn’t even aware of it.

“Well, of course,” Armand finally whispered his reply to the already asleep human resting, so trusting, in his cold, dead arms, “I am your slave, Daniel”

And what a worthy master this love of him was…

Even as he started snoring and drooling all over his designer pants.

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Ligue de Sedhiou – Tournoi de Basket : Sedhiou Basket Club I s’adjuge le trophée de champion https://wiwsport.com/2024/11/03/ligue-de-sedhiou-tournoi-de-basket-sedhiou-basket-club-i-sadjuge-le-trophee-de-champion/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

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Fungal Pathogens in Early Maturing Mango Varieties: Senegal Study

Abstract

In Senegal, mango production, in spite of a positive record performance in recent years, is confronted with numerous diseases. The rainfall richer south and south eastern parts of the country, stand among the main contributors of mango production. Fruits are known to by infested and rotten almost totally when they mature in the rainy season. However, a lot of mango varieties mature before onset of the moist rainy season. The present study was therefore undertaken to make an inventory of the causing agents of pre- and post-harvest diseases of mangoes maturing before the rain starts. Samples were taken from the fields and brought to the laboratory for analysis. The results showed that Colletotrichum spp., Pestalotia sp., Lasiodiplodia sp., Fusarium spp., Curvularia sp., Alternaria sp. and non- sporulating fungi were associated with diseased organs in tree canopy. Fungal diversity was higher for orchards harboring trees over 15 years of age. For the mangoes, the disease incidence reached 13% after harvest. This infestation was due to by 50% to non-sporulating fungi, 31% to Colletotrichum spp., 13% to Fusarium spp. and 6% to Lasiodiplodia sp. These results show the pathogens are present in the fields and that their dynamic depend on the climatic conditions.

Introduction

Mango (Mangifera indica L.) is considered one of the most important fruit crops in the tropics. Within the fruit and vegetable sub-group, the mango industry is a promising sector for economic growth. Global mango production is estimated at over 43 million tons (Faostat, 2015). Mango is grown in most West African countries, with an estimated production area of 540,000km², stretching from Senegal throughout to eastern Nigeria according to the Minister of Commerce in 2016 (Ministère du commerce, 2016). Several countries in the subregion, including Senegal, are currently spearheading their export activities (CARE, 2009). In Senegal mango production represents 60% of the country's fruit production, with an estimated annual production of 150,000 tons harvested from a land area of about 41,000 ha (Diedhiou et al., 2014).

The mango sector is the most dynamic in fruit exports in Senegal (Diouf, 2016). Mango exports have increased from 300 tons in 1998 (Rey, 2011) to 24500 tons in 2021 (Dieye and al., 2021). This performance is due to the modernization of traditional orchards and the creation of new plantations for export. The mango producing orchards are located in the regions of Dakar, Thies, Saint-Louis, Fatick, Kolda, Ziguinchor and Sedhiou (Diedhiou and al., 2014). The soil and climatic conditions and land holdings in the country offer great potential for expanding mango production (USAID-PCE, 2006). The improvement of the mango sector and the implementation of improved technologies along the value chain, offer labor and employment opportunities especially to women and rural youth.

However, mango production, despite a positive record in recent years, is still affected by numerous constraints, including phytosanitary problems. The mango tree is susceptible to host a number of diseases agents at all stages of its development from planting to harvest (Alemu and al., 2014). In the field, mango is most often the host of several pathogens especially fungi that significantly down turn production potential (Khanzada et al., 2004). Diverse fungi cause post-harvest rot of mangoes, with the identity and the incidence of species highly depending on the climatic conditions (Diedhiou et al., 2007). The post-harvest mango rotting can affect up to 100% of mangoes produced during the rainy season in southern Senegal in the absence of adequate control (Diedhiou and al., 2014). Anthracnose due to Colletotrichum gloeosporioides is the almost exclusive causing agents under those conditions while disease incidence is low and results from a diversity of fungi in the Ziguinchor area. Different works have reported various fungi on mango namely Lasiodiplodia theobromae, Colletotrichum spp., Curvularia sp., Pestalotia mangiferae., Alternaria sp. and Fusarium spp. among others (Johnson and al., 1992; Sharma, 1993; Ploetz and al., 1996; Al-Adawi and al., 2003; Dieye and al., 2021). It was therefore important for the mango industry in Senegal to make an inventory of causing agents for mango diseases. This study was conducted with the objective of identifying the fungi responsible for mango diseases in the Kounkane area in southern Senegal during the dry season.

Source : Fungal Pathogens in Early Maturing Mango Varieties: Senegal Study | InformativeBD

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Sadio Mane: The Inspiring Journey of a Footballing Genius

Sadio Mane, a name that resonates with football fans worldwide, is not just a talented footballer but also a source of inspiration for many. Born on April 10, 1992, in Sedhiou, Senegal, Mane's rise to prominence in the footballing world is a testament to hard work, dedication, and unwavering determination. In this article, we'll explore the remarkable journey of Sadio Mane, from his humble beginnings to becoming one of the world's most prolific footballers.

Early Life and Beginnings

Growing up in the small town of Bambali, Senegal, Sadio Mane's childhood was far from glamorous. He came from a modest family, and his love for football was evident from a young age. Mane's talent was undeniable, and he played for local teams before eventually making his way to the renowned Generation Foot academy in Dakar. It was here that his footballing journey began to take shape.

Rise through European Football

Mane's exceptional skills caught the attention of scouts, and in 2012, he made the leap to European football, joining the Austrian club Red Bull Salzburg. His time at Salzburg was marked by impressive performances, scoring goals and dazzling fans with his speed and technique. It was clear that Mane was destined for bigger things.

In 2014, he made a significant move to the English Premier League, signing with Southampton. During his time with the Saints, Mane continued to shine, establishing himself as one of the most exciting wingers in the league. His performances at Southampton earned him a move to Liverpool in 2016, where he would truly become a global superstar.

The Liverpool Years

Sadio Mane's impact at Liverpool was immediate and profound. Playing alongside the likes of Mohamed Salah and Roberto Firmino, Mane formed a formidable attacking trio that led the club to numerous successes. His ability to score crucial goals, create opportunities for his teammates, and track back defensively made him an invaluable asset for Liverpool.

Perhaps the defining moment of his Liverpool career came in the 2018-2019 season when he helped lead the team to victory in the UEFA Champions League, securing Liverpool's sixth European title. Mane's relentless work rate and unwavering commitment to the team endeared him to both fans and teammates alike.

Beyond the Pitch

While Mane's on-field exploits have earned him accolades and admiration from fans worldwide, it's his off-field actions that truly make him an inspirational figure. He has been involved in various philanthropic endeavors, including funding the construction of a school and a hospital in his hometown of Bambali. Mane's dedication to giving back to his community serves as a shining example of using success to make a positive impact.

Conclusion

Sadio Mane's journey from a humble background in Senegal to becoming one of the world's best footballers is nothing short of remarkable. His story is a testament to the power of perseverance, hard work, and self-belief. Beyond his incredible talent on the football pitch, Mane's commitment to making a difference in his community showcases his character and values.

As football fans continue to be inspired by Sadio Mane's performances and actions both on and off the field, there is no doubt that his legacy will endure for years to come. In a world where role models are needed more than ever, Sadio Mane stands as a shining example of what can be achieved through talent, dedication, and a desire to make the world a better place.

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Sédhiou, Senegal

3 bedrooms, 2 baths

6,189 sq ft

$1,002,000

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4 avril : Le message du gouverneur de Sédhiou à la jeunesse

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O " Pavilhão da Paz" 2019, um concurso de design na cidade de Sedhiou, desafiou os arquitetos a criar uma arquitetura simbólica voltada para a memória das vítimas das guerras africanas, um lugar que inspira contemplação, reflexão e oração por aqueles que perderam injustamente suas vidas, respeitando meio ambiente e tradições locais. A arquiteta Gi Andretta @arquitetagiandretta @studioarchtrip participou do concurso e sua proposta arquitetônica foi estruturada em madeira, bambu e materiais locais. , . . The Peace Pavillon 2019, a design contest in the city of Sedhiou, challenged architects to create symbolic architecture addressing the memory of the victims of the African wars, a place which inspires contemplation, reflection, and prayer for those who unjustly lost their lives, respecting the environment and local traditions. Architect Gi Andretta (@studioarchtrip) participated in the contest and her architectural proposal was structured in wood, bamboo and local materials. , , , . . . . #arquitetura #architecture #collageartist #peacepavilion #collageartist #collage_creatives #bamboo #collagearquitectura #collagearquitectura #africa #african #project #projectaarquitetura #architectures #architecturecollage #architecturecollages #ilecollages #collages #digitalart #collagear #creativeart #collagemagazine #collagecollectiveco #collageartist #collagecollectiveco #illustration #digitalillustration #collage_creatives #collageart #digitalartwork #digitalcollage #graphicdesign #metmuseum

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Destinations 👉 #droppinproject #ziguinchor #ziguinchortour #travelling #travellers #voyageur #voyageursdumonde voyage #travelafrica #travelafrica #sedhiou #casamance #instafrique #african #fleuve #casa #droppinproject #pictureofday #picture #pictureofday #photowalk #photographylovers #travelblog #travel #traveling #walker #pp221 #Instagram (à Kolda)

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It was a great experience, had to do it again. Kambounda 🇸🇳• • • #iPhone #iPhonesn #Vsco #Vscocam #DakarLives #Tree #sunrise #beautiful #Blue #iPhonography #Senegal #sky #Sunset #Village #nature #Kambounda #horizon #Baobab #warm #view #Sedhiou #morning #silhouette #instasky #BlueSky #visiterlafrique #visiterlesenegal #Travel #Africa (à Kambounda, Kolda, Senegal) https://www.instagram.com/p/BygQPUvhVyH/?igshid=g60pfps0oiq9

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Marcher seul ! La méthode choisie par Macky Sall pour inaugurer le pont de Marsassoum.

Le 28 février 2023, dans le cadre du Conseil présidentiel territorialisé, le président Macky Sall a consacré sa journée à inaugurer le pont de Marsassoum pendant sa tournée dans la région de Sédhiou. Ce pont, qui mesure 480 mètres de long, a été baptisé du nom de Famara Ibrahima Sagna en hommage à un homme politique sénégalais, originaire de Casamance, qui a été plusieurs fois ministre et ancien…

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Affaissement de la digue-barrage à Sédhiou : Le gouvernement s’engage à apporter une solution rapide

Le ministre de l’hydraulique Cheikh Tidiane Dièye s’est déplacé au village de Diop Kounda, à Sedhiou pour s’enquérir de la situation suite à l’affaissement de la digue-barrage. Il a déclaré que le gouvernement s’engage à apporter une solution rapide.   Assurances du ministre Dans le cadre de ma visite dans le Sud du pays, prévue […]