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The head said: Self-Proclaimed Celebrity

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Sunday, November 30, 2008. I am the guy who cut the turkey. Into thin slices so that everyone could eat up,. And be full and thankful. I am the guy who studies genres of music. So that the next conversation. I'll be able to chip in with my two cents. That Sergio Mendes was ahead of his time. You know that guy who retreats to a back room. To kiss a girl? While others walk in to claim their coats? Yeah, I am that guy. This guy here, the crocodile. With a big mouth, and legs that don't go too far.

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The head said: Why Not The Islamic Rule?

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Saturday, September 3, 2011. Why Not The Islamic Rule? Hi Amr, how are you? I listened to your answers, thank you. It's interesting because the other guy that I interviewed has different ideas. He's turkish but religious, he would like to have sharia states in the arab countries. (What are your thoughts on that? This is the scenario that a civil rule hopes to avoid. How? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How to find me. Http:/ whoisamr.blogspot.com/. Http:/ amrsnaps.blogspot.com/.

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The head said: The Boy

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Monday, March 19, 2012. Some adolescent I am. The boy gives no damn about the familiar mistakes – not the glance that lingered too long, not the waking fantasies, not the heavy breathing, nor the thumping veins beneath his shell. He gives no damn about getting caught red handed, knee-deep in a serious case of infatuation. He’s half sleepwalking, fixated on the fabric of her skin and the life in her restless body, radiating in her curly smile, betraying the shyness in her eyes. How to find me.

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The head said: The Head Let the Heart Decide

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Tuesday, June 17, 2008. The Head Let the Heart Decide. Five years later, I am back to square one. What a fool to think a month with her would end up somewhere on the dusty shelves of my memory. My craving speaks otherwise. All the pedestals have been struck down, and all the flaws revealed. All the years have been spent chasing her, and chasing her away. All the routes have been taken, and they all bring me back to her. My tears run free. No use holding them back now. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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The head said: Your Father

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Tuesday, March 6, 2012. I am so sorry for your loss. I can imagine what pain that costs you, having been there myself. This will make you grow older overnight. It will bring you closer to your father more than you imagine. You will find him living in you, in your gestures and facial expressions, in words you say and the way you go about your life from time to time. You will find him in your dreams for years to come. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How to find me. Http:/ whoisamr.blogspot.com/.

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The head said: Vulnerable

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Friday, September 26, 2014. I could count the words that you spoke. The times you chose to cross my road. In some corner of the world. In some open field. That yields to your thoughts. Or a little kitchen. Where you keep your pots. I’d promise to stop wanting. If you promise to stop taunting. With a face like this. Of a joyful child. Then curves like this. From side to side. Don’t get me started. With words like this. Does a lioness confess. To her open wounds. Like the rest of us? Would she run my hand.

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The head said: Apprehensive

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Wednesday, July 9, 2008. Travel days are just different. Turning in bed sets the mood for the rest of the restless day. You have no option but to get up and face the music. Your stomach turns. Your mind is racing because you don't wanna hit yourself later for fucking up that one tiny detail that will trigger a parade of serial fuck-ups. You'd better get it right, mister! You're home. Now you can really breathe. Don't inhale too much. You're back in Cairo. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How to find me.

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The head said: Subway Chances

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Thursday, June 19, 2008. Daakat, fa lammastahkamat halaqatoha, foregat, wa kunto athonnoha la tofrago". This is transliterated arabic for an old saying, which means:. It got tighter, and when its rings choakingly sealed up all the way, they let loose, and i thought they couldn't possibly loosen up". That's what you say when you feel that things couldn't get any worse, any drier, any less forgiving. you remind yourself that this too shall pass. Today i ran into a woman i fantasized about for 10 years.

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The head said: Vent

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Friday, September 5, 2014. How many times do I have to hear it. The way he swarmed. And the way you yearned. For his smoky voice. 8216;n some more lovin’. You spat it out, you’ve had your fun. Telling me what I’ll have to run. A dozen times through my head tonight. I don’t wanna wish you bad. Not a blow to his face. Not a hole in your heart. Or the whole thing set on fire. Some gent sits through that sorta thing. Pass me my coat. Gotta blow it off, and vent it out. And vent it out. It's not that bad.