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Dahab: ‘It was like a war’
Gathered on the seafront outside the Al Capone cafe on Tuesday, a weary looking knot of men stared silently at the 600cm-wide crater that had appeared on the cobbled street, as if willing it to disappear. All around lay shards of glass, scraps of clothing and discarded rubber flip-flops. ”It was like a war,” said one of the men, Hani Bivars, unable to tear his gaze from the crater.