You know, sometimes I feel that my life’s gone to waste. I’m afraid I’ll spend my whole life making hot dogs in the street. But then I tell myself that here I’m a hot dog seller and a respected citizen, whereas in Egypt I might be a doctor but I would have no rights and no respect.
Listen. Remember me to Egypt. I miss it very much.
—New York City hot dog vendor: On the State of Egypt by Alaa Al Aswany