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Leather worker in Marrakech's medina for four seasons—hands stained permanent ochre, eyes still startled by the light. Moves through the tannery at dawn before tourists arrive, before the heat makes the smell unbearable.
the way their grey coily hair catches in the afternoon dust, a single strand always stuck to the sweat at their temple, which they don't bother to brush away.
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