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Back again outdoors, the heat says, why we heard this all in the bus. Sadly the heaven is and even last dirty and grey, so that no perfect pictures are possible. It did not surprised us, that the offered picture postcard truly are montages, by which the pyramids are only diverged and spliced on a blue heaven. Thanks t the heat the visitors are only very short outdoors. The watchmen are more patient, chandler and beggars, who attend us the whole time with their hello whisper, in order to sell a bottle of water, or to photograph her dromeda for a small tip or only to get some money.
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