In Morocco a wedding is not one day. It is a week. And the week is run by the aunts. Nobody else. Not the bride, not the groom, not the mothers, not the fathers. The aunts. If you have never seen five Moroccan aunts organizing a wedding you have not seen a real committee.
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So funny and so true.
On the fourth day she danced with the aunts. Every good essay has an image like this.
Aunt Khadija is a whole novel. Please write it.