CASABLANCA -- I was lost, deep in the labyrinth of narrow winding passageways, somewhere within the ancient souk of Marrakech. Closing in around me there were stalls heaped with unfamiliar wares -- dazzling crystals and aromatic plants, snake sloughs and lizard skins. There were falcons fluttering in tight rusty cages, chameleons blinking in the shafts of light, and leeches floating in dark liquid-filled jars. The lane in which I was almost trapped, seemed to narrow further with every twist and...
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