In a tiny corner shop at Ait-Ben-Haddou. Me: "Hello, can I take a look?" M: “Yes. You like something?” Me: “Maybe. I don’t know yet” M: “They are antique” Me: (visually scanning the room filled with artifacts, trinkets, beads, some worn out leather sacks and heaps of crumpled clothing) “Is this where you live?” M: (He nodded... Continue Reading →

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