Dear Cairo,
Please go back to smelling like fresh fruit and freshly-baked baladi
Burning garbage is not as pleasant to wake up to.
However, the streets are cleaner.
I am torn as whether or not i prefer burning garbage smells but a clean walk to work..or walking through trickling 'mystery juice' to get fresh bread.
Every morning i wake up and walk to work. I am reminded of those 5 line poems that depict the senses of the body, and begin to conduct one inside my head. Sometimes the poem is a beautiful serenade to the sights, sounds and smells of egypt. Other times, the poem is..well....'mystery liquid'
:)
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