The markets or ‘souks’ of Marrakech are a clandestine labyrinth in which vibrant colours leap into the eye at every twist and turn. The artefacts feature skilled craftsmanship that dates back through generations of Moroccan families. The bustle of the place is tangible; friendly shouting and laughter fill one’s ears as wafts of exotic and unknown fragrances work their way into one’s nostrils. Darling shiny little teapots and lamps in complex, handsome shapes hang from the walls, any one of which might produce a genie (djin) upon being rubbed.
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