#egyptians in Milan
By Myrna Abbas “Is he here yet?” said Theodora George running into the living room and raising her arms over her head as she hastily tried to adjust her dark, black curls. Her index finger tapped rhythmically against the window pane, as she scanned the dark streets of Milan which were decorated by headlights, creating bright dots that grew in size as they neared. “I can’t believe I'm going to meet him. I can barely contain myself!” exclaimed the 22-year-old university student…
