For this week’s inductee to the planet’s largest repository of blighted mannequins, we journey back six months to a market stall near the Jemaa el-Fnaa square in the medina in Marrakech, not too far from where my phone was stolen. I don’t remember what the price sign was referring to; I was too preoccupied with wondering why a shopkeeper would put cellophane tape over an eyeball.
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By the way, this image also serves as today’s Pic du Jour, the 434th (!!) straight. When you’ve got a few minutes to spare, you can browse some of those here.