Morocco after Iran (2011-2013)

Eighty dirhams in cash belong to my father, who needs to feed his family of three. Will you accept my eighty dirhams and feed my family of three? The waiter gestures to the streets. We move on to the next street. Will you accept my eighty dirhams and feed my family of three? This time, the mother and daughter behave by the streets. We move on to the next street. Will you accept my eighty dirhams and feed my family of three? The restaurant owner points to a sign that translates to “fifty dirhams per person.” My father takes a moment to read out loud to himself, “cinq-quante.” We move on to the next street. Will you accept my eighty dirhams and feed my family of three? One restaurant owner happens to offer a family meal at exactly eighty. Will it be exactly eighty dirhams for my family of three? My father asks many times before we are served and the restaurant owner answers every time he is asked. At the end of the meal, the restaurant owner accepts the eighty dirhams for a family dinner for free.