Even the dozens of sirens Red Crescent can be heard in the gardens Majorelle. The tourist oasis in the heart of the Ville Nouvelle of Marrakech at 12 continues, unabated, to be one of favorite photo sets from French and Spanish. It 'a call from a Moroccan friend who informs me of what happened. The explosion in the Place Jemaa el-Fna becomes in minutes through the local radio "terrorist attack".
Dropped out of the taxi in Avenue Mohammed V, the square is presented as always, extraordinarily chaotic. The activity of fortune tellers, sellers of orange juice and medicinal plants has moved only a few meters. It transcends the barriers along with some Brazilian journalists in holiday attire to try to gather some evidence.
Among the local bank still holds the possibility of an accidental explosion of cylinders in the kitchen or welding equipment used in the renovation of the Restaurant Argana that are ongoing all night from a fortnight. While two other police cars arrive scientific, beyond the barriers you build a commotion in the crowd and a man accused of stealing anything in the souq.
The attention of journalists right back on the woman mayor of Marrakech starting to give some to the terrorist. Shortly afterwards, the arrival of the Minister of Interior from Rabat is greeted at the entrance of the square by a sudden event. Camping on the sheets distributed in Arabic and French reading "No to terrorism" and "Do not touch our country." After a while, 'in time for the evening news, is holding a press conference in City Hall and through social networks, running an appeal to donate blood for the many casualties of the massacre.
But the streets of the medina, the climate is the same as always. A few dozen meters from the Place Jemaa el-Fna, the Patisserie des Princes, argan other property of the owner, the restaurant hit by the attack, the drinks have the pace ever. Neither the tourists nor the locals speak highly of the terrorist attack.
Almost with the common intention of exorcising what happened and not to affect the image of Marrakech. Federico Vozza 
Dropped out of the taxi in Avenue Mohammed V, the square is presented as always, extraordinarily chaotic. The activity of fortune tellers, sellers of orange juice and medicinal plants has moved only a few meters. It transcends the barriers along with some Brazilian journalists in holiday attire to try to gather some evidence.
Among the local bank still holds the possibility of an accidental explosion of cylinders in the kitchen or welding equipment used in the renovation of the Restaurant Argana that are ongoing all night from a fortnight. While two other police cars arrive scientific, beyond the barriers you build a commotion in the crowd and a man accused of stealing anything in the souq.
The attention of journalists right back on the woman mayor of Marrakech starting to give some to the terrorist. Shortly afterwards, the arrival of the Minister of Interior from Rabat is greeted at the entrance of the square by a sudden event. Camping on the sheets distributed in Arabic and French reading "No to terrorism" and "Do not touch our country." After a while, 'in time for the evening news, is holding a press conference in City Hall and through social networks, running an appeal to donate blood for the many casualties of the massacre.
But the streets of the medina, the climate is the same as always. A few dozen meters from the Place Jemaa el-Fna, the Patisserie des Princes, argan other property of the owner, the restaurant hit by the attack, the drinks have the pace ever. Neither the tourists nor the locals speak highly of the terrorist attack.
Almost with the common intention of exorcising what happened and not to affect the image of Marrakech. Federico Vozza
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