Alright, I'm walking down Nilvia and I want to kind of sight some of the healthy, non-want of what you call it, a finder's note, would say. I was riding the carol in a trail away from Tahri here when I discovered the journal. I was sitting in a place where I don't recall someone standing or occupying. It was down to say a nice quality letter bound almost look like a handmade journal. Embossed on the cover was a title that seems anti-cake. It was perhaps a book, published book, not a journal at all. On the front was written an account of the managing customs of the modern Egyptian. So I thought, oh, from one left old Edward Lane's book, laying around over a month ago, a student from ASC, perhaps one of the protesters in Tahri and... But as I summed through, I couldn't find a page indicating who owned it or who the returner came. It was really odd because it had almost seen as if it was what used to be a complete version of the book. And now it somehow becomes some sort of hybrid where... Journal pages were covering former pages of the book. The table of contents were left intact. But about half of the book was... I think it was a good quality job to have taken a book and repurposed it in some way as a hybrid journal. But as the people were fanning out of Subway Car, like the receiving tide waters of the Nile, I think that's probably what it was doing, but it would have been doing it. And I wanted to find a way to live around the crowd that was leaving. I couldn't... I didn't know what to say. I started to go on various Facebook sites and trying to find who left the journal. But I didn't get a single response. So I held onto it. I went to the university. I tried to post leaflets, but I couldn't even get it at the university. I walked around to here. But no one seemed to notice it. So I finally decided to take it to a publisher. But I proposed the following. I mean, they agree this was something worth reading. And I hope that someone would find it someday. But they honor and claim it. So here you are. If this is yours, please contact. So I'm so publishing. I need to describe. I don't want it to sound so much like the dude loved it. It wasn't so much better. But what's so... What made me hold onto the journal for so long was how personal and private it was. I didn't want to take it from someone, but I wanted to protect it. It was only when I realized that I was protecting something that really would not have survived on its own in my care. I would have lost it. I would have died. I tried to give it to a library. I was trying to take it to the last and found. But I wasn't absolutely sure it came from a university student. The only thing I knew was that the person knew English very well. I had in the book New Egypt. I had a perspective that isn't always known to those who inhabit the country. Keep it simple. You don't want the introduction to overtake the rest of the stories.