Chilling with the Moroccan and his son

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I was outside talking to my neighbor and playing with the puppy when one of the Moroccan’s son came up. He said his dad wanted me to join them. I said I would when I was finished with my conversation. So now I’m downstairs with them hanging out. The Moroccan keeps putting on the worst movies and the screen on the TV is broken and is giving everything a blue hue. We are making the best of it. Lots of laughs. I assume Chantal will be here to pick up the son. Maybe I can get her to do some more sparkles for me.