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to many, I'm a
perfect stranger - I'm flattered...
but perfect? - hardly...
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- talk about being alone in a crowd...is there another main square anywhere on the planet quite like Marrakech's Djemaa el-Fna? And a heck of a crowd it is, too: snake-charmers, monkeys, musicians, cross-dressing dancers, storytellers, clowns, medicine-men, acrobats, teenage pugilists, exotically-dressed water-sellers, food stalls by the dozen, speeding motorbikes, horse-drawn carriages, wide-eyed tourists, touting locals...well, you get the idea. And all of them strangers...
Looking rather sorry for itself, a small dirt-encrusted and urine-stained Unesco monument declares the Square to be a 'Masterpiece of the Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity' in 2001...
('A Moroccan'roll Lifestyle': 17 Syllables)
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