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Sociale Café in Tahlia Street
on the way. . .
there. . .
on the way back. . .
Aseeb & Al Shabab | عسيبا و لشباب
روحي وما ملكت يداي فداه
My soul and all that I
possess are sacrifice for him
وطني الحبيب وهل أحب سواه
My beloved homeland, and is
there any other I love?
وطني الذي قد عشت تحت سماله
My homeland under whose
sky I have lived
وهو الذي قد عشت فوق
Sunday Lunch, Al Batha البطحاء & environs
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includes one of the oldest submunicipalities of Riyadh, where I popped out of the metro station at Al-Bathaa (pronounced, 'al-bot-ha'):
to be rebuilt out of mudbrick or breezeblock. . . ?
I was heading to the Imam Turki bin Abdullah Grand Mosque wanting to see how