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  • After working for three months on the most intense project of my life, I escaped to Marrakech for a long weekend. Only four hours from London by plane, and yet a world away. As I wandered through the markets of the old-town I was struck by the simplicity. After months of dealing with (just one of) the aftershocks of the financial collapses happening around the world, and how to "restore ourselves onto a path of growth", it was humbling to watch these people - happy, content. Maybe they yearned for more, but they didn't show it. Friendly banter filled my ears; laughter sent ripples through hum of the markets. How far we have come from these simple markets, but I often wonder whether the path to such prosperity destroys that which it seeks to achieve.

    It is easy to say these things, coming from a world of extreme privilege. Easy when you can go back to your hotel with hot running water and a good meal. Safe to think about it, knowing that you go back to a good job on Monday morning. But, what would it take for us each to say "enough" and be truly content?

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