« At the Inkitane camp, refugees from Mali are spread out over a very vast zone which doesn’t look so much like a camp as a succession of camps, as far as the eye can seen.
Here, the plots attributed to families are also widely spaced apart, and the refugees seem to endure their exile in relative calm. Everyone meets up every day at the wells where enormous herds drink. »

Extract from Retour à Tombouctou, Gallimard Edition 2015.