I'm a Stranger Here Myself

A first-person narrator sketches a cosmopolitan, anything-goes Tangier through a café conversation that mixes local color—street life, diverse inhabitants, and shady commerce—with speculative banter about flying saucers and possible alien motives. The speakers propose playful hypotheses: hidden observers from advanced worlds, subterranean survivors preserving scarce resources, or detached scholar-like visitors studying human progress. The exchange alternates between light social detail and philosophical musing on surveillance, secrecy, and telepathy, ultimately suggesting the city's anonymity as an ideal refuge for elusive outsiders. The piece blends travelogue vignette, character-driven dialogue, and satirical science-fiction speculation.