Each city possesses a distinctive smell that is completely its own. When I stepped into Cairo for the first time as I exited the airport, the air smelled like warmth and earth. It was a stark contrast to the crisp clean scent of the home I had left behind.
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My father happily walks into my room handing me a mug of tea, hoping it would make me smile. As I take a whiff, I smell the aroma that teases me from a distance on my desk. Just like the smell of pie teases passerby’s from the kitchen windowsill in Saturday morning cartoons. The aroma suggests that it may be chamomile, and maybe with a hint of lemon. Tea: it can be inspiring, yet it still isn’t popular with most [...]
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