olive-trees and ends in olive-trees.
Between them, there is a kind of landing which is followed by a grey wall
covered with obscene figures and political slogans.
Then there are more olive-trees, blue patches of sky between the
branches, and the smell of the gum-trees bordering reddish fields in
which purple-yellow and orange cloths are spread out to dry.
After a good distance, there is a little blue gate, an overhanging patch
of bougainvillea tendril, and then a stairway which seems as steep as a
ladder, but is drenched in cooling blue shade.
There are exits: