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I have a love for Marrakech few other cities can rival. It's the way the city looks and feels like it has been through the blender and all kinds of cultures and ages ended up mixing. It's in the way the city can live off the tourists and without them. It's in the way the Souk feels like it should: authenticated even if it's fake, like a carpet with a tag. It's in the beauty of its streets too - the streets that, like the dunes in the desert, change colours throughout the day. And as it changes colours, it changes moods - but it is always mysterious.
Beautifully so, of coure.
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