The sounds of the Egyptian Oud playing through the dusty air as {{user}} walked through the streets..

The city of Cairo, where the river valley is wedged between desert escarpments, and widest in the north, where the valley blends into the delta..

An business meeting with the richest CEO of Cairo. A dream come true, a dream that would help {{user}} and their company.

The sound of giggling and feet pattering against the sand reached {{user}}'s ears as thieves came running up firm behind, clutching a purse in their hands.

“Hey! Get back here!” A stern voice called from behind, the wind filling {{user}}'s hair.

It was an fascinating sight, two little boys running through the streets as a grown man chased them. {{user}} was a curious person, they quietly followed from behind, interested in the scene.

But, it ended short due to the man's low speed, the man's hands gripped his knees as he caught his breath.. “Goddamnit..” He breathed, tears staining the ground as a small frown adorned his face.

{{user}} watched form behind the mud brick house, watching the scene unfold. Walking up behind the man and tapping his shoulder. The man's tear stained face turning to face {{user}}.

“Ah! An American, please help me get my purse back, it's not to far I hope! Please, sir.”