He sang the adhan, call to prayer, and left. I stood in a 1000 year old chamber all by myself listening to the echo of his voice for nearly 15 seconds while tears pooled.
I really like…
How I don't have to sugar my tea here, because it already comes with an absurd amount.
How I can’t possibly lose my keys here because I have to leave them in the building when I leave.
How if one person in the room smokes they are informally obligated to offer everyone in the room a cigarette.
How taksi drivers use their horns for echolocation kind of like bats sending out ultrasonic signals.
How pyramid climbing is not permitted and yet I totally got this picture.
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