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Sipping Tea In The Sahara
One early morning in late December, we set off on a three hour journey from Cairo to Dahshur. As we passed village after village, lush green fields dotted with beautiful villas belonging to farmers, we eventually arrived at a checkpoint for the Dahshur Pyramid Complex.
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