There are millions of ownerless glasses in Cairo, littering taxis, buses, bus stations and streets. They belong to anyone and everyone who needs them – available to any who finds himself out and about at any hour of the day or night, and several hours since their last cup of tea. They are identical in size and material. They make bus schedules undependable, the day more enjoyable, and a chance to earn spare change for boys who can find a tray (or not) and an electric kettle alongside a traffic-clogged street.
The real reason Cairo functions (or not): the tea glasses.