The Blue streets of ChefCheuon, where you see this is how you know that it is a dead end on the alley. Usually where Papa Smurf kicks back and smokes his shesha. It was freaking freezing when we got there, and the architecture is completely different from Fes, using shapes and just slapping things together, as you can see from the example of the door above. Some of it quite weird stuff. Funny thing is that we meet up with mates from Melbourne, Green and Shannon one morning, after bumping into them in Fes a few weeks before. More pictures if you desire
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