Yes. Of course I dream of worsts from Pantapin, Kwolyn and Koorda. But sometimes, you know, only Morocco will do. An ultrasound – an artist’s impression of an ultrasound, and a straight out fuck you from the dust encrusted streets of Marrakesh(ch). Bx searches for the elusive Moroccan C&B. Personally, I’m shocked, shocked to find that fuck you is going on here. Possibly from the Rue de Remarques Marra. No wukks.