Nabil lives with his extended family in a three-room apartment in the public streets, as he calls them, overlooking the old medina. There are ten of them in three rooms: Nabil, his older brother, two older sisters who are twins, a younger sister, his parents, his mother's mother who is an invalid because of a stroke, his mother's sister, and a cousin from out of town. The room with the television is used for eating, receiving visitors and sleeping. A second room is used mainly for sleeping, and the grownups have a small bedroom of their own. There is a small kitchen, which we would call a nook, and a toilet but no shower. To take a bath or shower, they must go to the public baths. This arrangement isn't uncommon in Morocco, and dates back to Roman times. Their apartment is part of a large tenement complex built on a ridge above the old medina. The streets are usually crowded with children, teenagers, and women who have come outside to sit on the steps and get some air. Not far away is a giant trash heap, and the smell of burning garbage is typical of the neighborhood. Sheep with mangy coats graze in the trash, and their meat is later sold in the markets. Nabil says he prefers the taste of sheep raised in the countryside who eat real grass.