The new water treatment plant in 6th of October City was supposed to be operational by last winter. Instead, half the pipes are still sitting in shipping containers under tarp, rusting from condensation no one accounted for. I got a call from my sister yesterday—her kids have been sick again, stomach pains, the kind we thought we’d left behind in the ’90s. The contractor is a subsidiary of a subsidiary of a company that hosted the minister at a wedding last summer. I checked the blueprints myself—design’s solid, Egyptian engineers, trained abroad, paid less than a security guard in Dubai. Pity the bones are good but the body’s rotten.
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