It was well over 100 by the time I went for a run today (I know, I'm very smart) and while out on the trail and thoroughly enjoying Dan Black's re-imagination of Busta Rhymes' music I noticed a police jeep parked in the shade with the hood up. I stopped to see if everything was alright.
Me: Kol shee tamaam? (Everything okay?)
Policeman: laughing Aywa, tamaam. (Yeah, fine.) he gestured to a book he was holding Kitehbee. (My book.)
This was clearly one of the smarter cops around here. Pretending to have a broken jeep as cover to sit in the shade and read a book; I'll have to remember that one.