I won’t be hating on
Morocco forever, but I have one more complaint: motherfuckers don’t smile.
How you not gonna smile?
You see people’s pictures and they aren’t smiling.
For women it’s dangerous to smile cause men there take anything as I sign of attraction, so it makes sense, but the dudes?
Natasha introduced me to the term
ibengoggen, an “only in
Morocco” word that refers to men who spend all day at the café buying only a cup of coffee and sits alone or a small group staring at others and when in company commenting on passersby.
Although it’s a hobby, don’t think anyone has any fun.
The typical face is a mixture of bitterness, boredom and sadness.
They might also smoke a cigarette or two.
Here is a picture of me and some actually ibengoggen, followed by Currun and I trying to imitate the look.
