"Drive south from Cairo, take a ferry over the river, past kids fishing with sticks and string, cross cornfields and follow the smokestacks, and you can find boys like Nasser. Hundreds of them baking, stacking, hauling bricks; some come from far away, some from just down the road. They live in company-built brick huts with straw roofs, sleep on plastic and couldn't tell you about the news or the latest music video. They have no TV. At the end of the day, there is shower, night and sleep."