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The blogging girl slipped through the doors of the new Zara Home in downtown Marrakech. She was instantly surrounded by pretty ethnic chic, with bold pops of color. She made her way through the aisles, stroking a coverlet here, admiring a glass vase there. Everything so enticing.

On her way down the marble stairs, a large and perfect image loomed before her. She reached into her bag and pulled out her camera. Click, click.

Stop! Cried a voice.

She looked down the stairs. A burly security guard glared up at her.

No photos allowed! Erase them from your camera immediately! He said, in a not-so-nice voice.

But I want to post them on my website to encourage people to visit Zara Home, she protested.

I repeat, erase those photos immediately! He shouted, threatening.

They wound up before the check out counter where a slight girl who looked no older than 22, listened to the security guard, shrugged her shoulders in a woebegone way, and said nothing.

The blogging girl slid her camera back into her purse. Then, she looked defiantly at the security guard, and she marched out the store....

PS See more Moroccan-influenced Zara Home photos right here at Sandman Chronicles. (He is one of the sweetest bloggers around, too.)

P.P.S. For Peacock Pavilions three vintage Saarinen tables like the ones in these images were purchased from the Italian Cultural Attache in Marrakech a few months back. Another story for another time...

"My Marrakesh: Marrakesh." 12 Oct. 2008 .

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