The front door of the palace opens, and out comes King Mohammed VI with a feline bounce in his step. After quick introductions and a handshake, he smiles and gets to the point. "Shall we go?" he asks in slightly accented English. The interview, it seems, will have to wait. He's wearing a metallic gray muscle shirt, navy running shorts, white socks and a pair of emerald Nikes. The thin crescent of a new moon is hanging over the medieval city of Marrakech. Morocco's 36-year-old monarch is ready to jog.
The King leaps behind the wheel of his black custom-crafted Carlsson...
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