A writer struggles with his sanity in Cairo, while embroiled in a mysterious power struggle that threatens his personal safety. His life becomes a series of hallucinations and violent incidents that recall a disturbed past.
On the blistering balcony I stood, my fidgeting hands shielding my eyes from the sun slanting in over the makeshift rooftops of straw. A cigarette dangled from my lips, and a near empty glass of whiskey was on the balustrade before me. In the fierce light the liquid was turning a hue of urine yellow. As if in response to it, I looked down into the swelter of people, expedited in their movement by donkey, mule, and horse carts; and cars. The machines swerved in and out, their horns blaring, with the people on foot breaking into sprints at yellow lights. They would be run over if caught in the change to red, and a nearby policeman wo...