My condolences to the people living in small cities and towns in Morocco.

I (23M) was born and raised in Casablanca. I work remotely, and for this Ramadan, we decided to spend it with my sister, who lives in a town near Fqih Ben Saleh. Five days in, and the boredom is physically painful.

I genuinely don’t know how people tolerate this. There is absolutely nothing to do here. You see the same people, doing the same things, in the same places on an endless loop. It’s like living in a real-life time-lapse.

How do people survive this?