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Heading inland from the olive clad shores morning until late at night the noisy streets are thronged with people. It is a rare example of a metropolis where the infinite contrasts seem to create their own harmony. |
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The Middan El Tahrir, latterly renamed Enver Sedat Square, is the hub of the and location of world famous Cairo Museum. The square is like a beehive, with thou sands of people from diverse cultures pouring in an~ out through the streets leading in every direction. When you take one of these streets leading deep int the city, you find yourself in the shadow of imposinj buildings dating from British colonial times. As y walk along the aroma of spices mixes with that of burnt rubber, and the smell of kebabs with mysterious perfumes of the East. Amidst the ceaseless sounding car
horns, swept along by a river of Arabs wearing flowing galabiahs, you find |
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