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'City of Djinns'

*** Standing atop a roof, a queue of never ending lights line the May sky As a soft cacophony of cars usher from the road below, And a resplendent spectacle of the city one beholds, As torrid heat emanates from within the depths of its soul… It never rests, it seldom sleeps, And, despite being embroiled in a clutter of sordid events It rises to the occasion from its own debris Because the show must go on, however eluding be the remedy. And while we loathe a multitude of cars that cram its roads every day And lose our mind in the attitude so loud and brazen, There is a certain beckoning in its qawallis and carcass of forts and tombs, and a certain delight in its street food,  Some oases of refuge, besides its infamous ostentation... ***