CBD-10
It was an early morning today as I needed to go pick up my car (a flashy white 1996 Lexus with gold detailing). Without a car, I needed to call a taxi to travel to Sharjah and pick up my plates. Calling the taxi, I came to the conclusion that I don't know where I live! It was the strangest experience, trying to describe to the taxi company where I lived and then realizing that even I couldn't explain how to arrive at my building. In a moment of Indian-Pakistani cross-cultural communiction, another waiting taxi driver explained to mine how to get to my building.
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It's all about the landmarks here...
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