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Learning to Love

My host mom and host aunt, at first glance, are opposites. Helima, my mother, looks like a big babushka: her silk triangle head scarf is always tied under her double chin, her big belly sags between her legs when she … Continue reading

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A Meal at the End of a Long Day

3:00pm: It is October 1st, 2012. We have arrived in Morocco. 8:00pm: A man with a bike is waiting for us at the hotel. Who is he, we ask? No one knows, but we trust him to take us where … Continue reading

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