There were the numerous colorfully clad women in the Marrakesh souk selling wares of every kind and shape...
Like the woman who told me I was a "tough bargainer." She sold me a tiny stuffed horse and camel for Stefan....
Like the 14-year-old girl living in a slum community just outside of Rabat. She is struggling to stay in school and not be forced into "child labor."
There were so many others I met along the way. I will tell you more about them later.
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