Egypt Nostalgia

Just as I was really missing Cairo - friends, the electric vibe of the city, midnight strolls, watching the sunset from a felucca gliding on the Nile, sidewalk sheesha cafes, basic comfortable command of a language, the warmth of strangers and the overcomplimenting of acquaintances - this thoughtful man reached out and sent me a Facebook message:

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  9/19, 4:20pm
  

  Marry Buba
  

  
  

  Hello How Are you? My Name Is marry Buba.I came across your profile and decided to contact you.I believe and also have the feeling that in today's world,neither race, sex, age, nationality nor religion will any longer posse a barrier to male/female relationships. Here are my email contact me through my email address (marrybuba734@yahoo.com)

Preach it, Marry Buba! Though I'm sure my Facebook suitor Mohammed from Egypt has moved on and entrapped, I mean found, someone else, I wonder if I should suggest he take a leaf out of Marry's book on how to charmingly introduce oneself? Mohammed seemed to think that, rather than preaching against the injustice of prejudice in the world, he had to automatically defend himself against an imminent bad reputation:

April 13, 2011

Mohammed Salah

• hiiiiii
  i know that u will say that iam lier and guy play but plllllz read it carfully , i was on the street and i found you and saw you u r so sweet u like red flower special between milions of flowers but u r special , and i hope to be friends. iam normal one my name is mido and i'm from egypt sorry for disturb u but plz dont hate me
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