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Came across this photo recently. It was taken by my brother David when he and I were living in Morocco briefly in the early '70s. Our fave café in Tangier was on the rooftop of a building deep in the heart of the medina: Abducadah's Dancing Boy Café. Not sure any more if that was the real name or just what we called it because of this kid (who, if he's still around, will be about 55 years old now). Back then, I wavered between "cute" and "creepy." [Linking back to Ruby Tuesday and Our World Tuesday.] |
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Dancing boy
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Some special training is must for that..I think so.
ReplyDeleteHe must have been practise that for a long time :)..great shot!
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Most unusual slice of history. That boy must have grown up to a completely different life.
ReplyDeleteOh what an interesting story. Glad you found this old photo and shared it with us.
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Ha! Let Earl "Snake Hips" Tucker try this while balancing a tea service on his head.
ReplyDeleteDavid’s photo looks much like a painting. Perhaps one by Eugène Giraud.
I also wonder about that tree. It does look like a regular there with its own stool kindly supplied. Or was it just passing through?