Barf in the UAE!

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Location: Sharjah, United Arab Emirates

Some uncouth readers may think that by "Barf," I'm referrring to the colloquial Americanism for vomit. In fact, dear reader, I mean no such thing. Barf is a marvellous Iranian product, a detergent that makes clothes so white, they're just like barf! (Which, of course, is Persian for 'snow.') I pray for your eternal souls, you poor ignorant things.

20 December 2006

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Days before Christmas in a land near the Two Holy Places, the Lebanese haircutter at Diva’s Men’s Salon leers at passing Filipinas and snickers with his Algerian colleague while above them on the newly rebranded Dubai One Martha Stewart stridently constructs the best blueberry tart in Arabic-subtitle English. Blocks away, Choithram’s aisles ring with carols as construction workers eye Butterball turkeys and bags of whole cranberries with mystified wonder.

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Blogger Champagne Socialist said...

update update!

(as if I don't know what you're doing) :P

7:24 AM  

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