Titre de série :	The New York Time Magazine
Titre :	Drought
Type de document :	texte imprimé
Auteurs :	Walker, M.
Année de publication :	june 9, 1974
ISBN/ISSN/EAN :	CI-09883
Note générale :	Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...
Langues :	Anglais (eng)
Mots-clés :	Sécheresse  Nomadisme  Besoin alimentaire homme
Index. décimale :	632.1 sécheresse froid précipitation pollution
Résumé :	Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...
Note de contenu :	Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...

The New York Time Magazine. Drought [texte imprimé] / Walker, M. . - june 9, 1974.
ISSN : CI-09883
Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...
Langues : Anglais (eng)

Mots-clés :	Sécheresse  Nomadisme  Besoin alimentaire homme
Index. décimale :	632.1 sécheresse froid précipitation pollution
Résumé :	Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...
Note de contenu :	Above us on a hill broaded the curiously squat shape of an old French Fort. It had once been three stories high, but now the two hover floars were fillied with drifting sand. This part of the dry season was always windy, but years of drought had killed off what little vegetation held down the sand. The sandstorms had never bee, so bad...