As I got off the air-con CTM bus, Marrakech greeted me with a hot 2pm breeze. The stop was a half an hour walk from the Medina (‘Old’ Town). On the way I looked for Morocco everywhere but all I could see were mediterranean-style buildings, large avenues, proper sidewalks, neat and tidy cafes, aseptic hotels. I stopped under a tree by the Cyber Park (yes! A Cyber Park!). It was just a park like any other well-kept one. The difference were its donors: Siemens, Philips, Microsoft, etc. I saw ALSA local buses and countless mops drive past. I saw specks of moroccan authenticity on two wheels: seaters talked on the phone and argued with one another, always carrying everything with them, from dogs to long boards of woods (modern knights with no helmets). I arrived at
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