Stashed Cigs

Stashed Cigs
Stashed Cigs
Traffic Control - Jericho
Traffic Control – Jericho

I found this nearly-full pack of cigarettes neatly placed at the bottom of a support post holding up one end of a roof over a closed auto repair shop in Jericho, Israel.  No one in sight.

The building looked like every other small building in the area — begging for paint and upkeep. Trash littered the open bays of the dirt-floor shop.  Windows, thick with years of wind-blown sand added to the mystery;  I couldn’t tell if the place was just closed for the day or abandoned.

Up the street, I found two Palestinian policemen (at left).  The big guy had a sheepish grin on his face; was he embarrassed that I took this candid shot, afraid I had found his stash, or just glad to see me?  We exchanged pleasantries as best we could — their English was limited, my Arabic was zero.   I left and walked back down the street.

When my tour bus drove away, I noticed the pack of cigarettes was gone.

Thought for the Day:  In order to obtain the goal of returning to Palestine, all of us, sometimes have to grit our teeth.                                                                      Yasser Arafat


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