Go out for dinner at KFC walk the stores window shop during evening public prayer time all stores close for half the hour. Almost there, traffic slows, lights flash Saudi police checking cars and people ahead, our lane. He wants to see papers. I don't have mine. In arabic, but I can tell.
Freedom flashes past eyes and flys away.
We join a forlorn group on the roadside. Friend and Cabbie free in minutes, they have the magic papers to prove existence legal. They flee into the night. I stand silently. Three other undocumented entitys are placed in the back seat of the police car.