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We should not judge the people whom we meet every now and then. Today, as I was taking the hotel taxi to the airport, I never thought that I will be taken by a driver who actually owned the car I’m riding. He was a man in his 70’s, good looking for his age, about 6’5 tall and very soft spoken. And when I was about to get out of the car, I happened to ask him his nationality and purpose in coming to the USA. And will all humility, he answered that he’s an Egyptian who migrated to the US 30 years ago and owned the limousine car company. Good thing, I haven’t given him the tip. I don’t know how to handle my feelings by then.