A place to call my own
July 23rd 2012 The other night at midnight I was woken to a popping sound. Yes, there were fireworks going off near the Palm or Burj al Arab. I guess a Ramadan celebration? Very weird for a Saturday night.
Yesterday was the usual work day. I had reports, smiled a lot, and looked for apartments. I was getting very frustrated with the apartment hunting; after sending a few emails or calling agents, I had little
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