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This fellow lives on my street, I snapped him this evening. His name must be Spike. I think it is him doing all the fighting at night
Today we took the children to an art camp in a place called Fagnoon. It is just outside Cairo but in a rural area, donkeys are everywhere. Lots of fields of crops. The people cut their fodder crop, (what looks like alfalfa) for the animals with a scythe.
I was watching a fellow work in the field, who called me over and I ended up buying a cauliflower I didn't want for 3 pounds.
As we drove down the road donkeys and water buffalo were part of the traffic.
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