He started simulating Cairo with paper. In childhood, a house of paper and a house of concrete are equal, and only when people grow up do they discover that houses are made of materials that make them able to protect themselves and not defend those who live in them.
While his peers were making boats and planes, he was constructing white houses crossed by lines of lined paper, putting on it a primitive signature that he would continue to develop based on his childhood origin until he finally gave him this form: auriga.
But he will soon discover that the city needs stronger materials and other colors, as there is no such innocent city.
Developing his passion, he will discover that cities, even if they are not real, are made to last, while man himself was only created to die. Kite boats were drowning in the water of the baths, and planes were flying for centimeters, then they would commit suicide on the rugged deck wood or under the shoes, and even if they found themselves a place in the low sky outside the windows of the seasons, they would soon be swallowed up by the sand of the yard. His city, too, was trampled underfoot as the departure bell rang. He was thinking, a plane can fall and a boat can sink, that this happens in reality as well, but, a city should not disappear just because a bell was sounded by a hand, as if existence was just a school day.
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