Tag: Burqa

  • Burqa Woman

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    An observation of roles of the masculine and the feminine – in a Middle East airport I’m sitting at Arrivals with my regulation Starbucks semi-daily black brew. No sugar.  Grande.  I’m waiting.  All nationalities are arriving.  It’s busy.  I’m observing. Looking. Staring. A couple emerge.  Business or married I can’t tell.  Either way it’s not…