This is the prison in Marrakech where my father has a spot on the floor for 4 months. But thats quite reasonable, after all he is a gay and had the temerity to visit Morocco as a tourist for a holiday. The Moroccans also forgot to tell the embassy that they had put him here for over 5 days. So in many ways this is a step up from what went through our minds whilst he was missing, even Interpol couldnt get through the amount of red tape the Moroccans used to make it hard to find him. My dad had to borrow a phone from another prisoner to let us know where he was.
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 10:12:05 +0000
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