A shack at the edge of a construction site.
Old wood planks and tree trunks support tattered pieces of plywood. The roof is made of dusty rugs.
Torn plastic sheeting has been nailed to the outer walls, and parts of it wave in the wind.
Clothing hangs from various protruding branches.
Items are stored in plastic shopping bags, also hanging from branches.
The owner sits in the sand, picking his teeth.
And perched atop this oblong contraption, like a silent bird looking skyward, is a satellite dish.
Welcome to Egypt.