Abstract

Rabat, Morocco, Second Week of Autumn. Yesterday I witnessed soemthing I’d never seen before, a business transaction concerning time. Or at least that’s what I think I saw going on in a small shop, a little hole-in-the-wall on the west side of Medina that you get to from Rue de Consuls. What I wish to relay here is my experience of observing this simple act of one man selling time to another. I saw a young shoemaker spreading his fingers to indicate a certain size, and then I saw the old man who’d come into the store pay and get nothing in return.

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