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we see more when we walk. this reminded me of a staircase off the streets of cairo *

reem took this wonderful photo of this man who sold me the coin. i wish he had more info about his wares though *

hello? *

the new lbo j’zazz shop. it’s tiny but booming with character. and it’s all lubna *

lubna’s famous lip-smacking good hot apple cider

lubna and ali

bye lubna!

later dinner at dalag sehail. the girls in the background are the ones searching for their lost wallet. photo by the waiter with the earmuffs

it was so cold. reem warms her hands with some good old fashioned, pre-fire friction

my head was freezing. it was definitely glove weather. my sheesh tawooq was amazing though *

rushing back to pick up my wallet. i was in the car when i noticed my wallet was missing. of course i panicked. i called the restaurant and thankfully the guy i spoke to said that it was found but the lady who found it insisted she give it back to me personally. he gave me her number, i called her and it was settled. after i saw her (and gave her a huge bear hug) i wished her luck with her daughter’s missing wallet. when reem and i left for cap, i got a call from the lady who said that they’d found their wallet. happy ending and a fantastic feeling of camaraderie! *

a lot more relaxed, we broke the deja vu feeling of walking back to the car a second time within twenty minutes by taking a footsie

i fell in love with this wall

reem freezing but not showing it. oh and thanks for letting me borrow your snuggly scarf, reemy!

later on at cap i fell in love with nizar yahya’s work

one from my volleyball posse. chaker standing a little too close to the fish in yahya’s work

the regal lucy. i haven’t seen lucy since maybe 2012. seeing her was a bittersweet milestone. she is such a reminder of my life in the era of sb

the candidate. mahmoud obaidi’s main character in this tale is my friend george fikry. he isn’t really but that’s the story i’ve adopted

george on a stamp and george in a communist propaganda era graphic style poster. i loved this exhibition because it has a time-capsule sort of quality. it’s like a 3D album of a time gone by, both an intimate and public look at a slice of this fictional candidate’s political life

reem plays with beach balls

bust of george and the recognizable sillhouette of basel al-hadi

later on in what reem described as ‘the secret calligraphy corridor’ *