On the eighth day He made Snickers.
February 20th 2007 It’s an emotional parting from Dahab. Though he’s only been out of bed for two days, Paul’s managed to endear himself to much of the town’s workforce. There’s Khalid, the young waiter from the Chill Out Café, who pats his chest warmly, over and over, intoning the word inshallah that they might meet again. There’s the young artist who makes his Technicolor paintings of fiery sunsets
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