At the butcher

 Because it is not healthy to only eat chicken and fish, A. went to the butcher for a change and ordered some nice fresh meat. I was lucky enough to watch the whole scene as A. parked the car right in front of it. Quote of Mr. A.: "Don't you think it's funny how Egyptian shopkeepers put shoes behind windows but they don't even cover meat?".

 The little son of the shopkeeper was a hard and concentrated worker. Do you notice the white cat, waiting patiently for some meat to fall from the table? [I had to close the car window at this stage because the fat was splashing around]

 Then the shopkeeper stepped in for the harder work. When a piece of the meat fell on the floor, he just picked it up and put it in a plastic bag with the rest. That's how they roll. Bon appétit.