I just read the one book that brought me closer to my hometown other than graffiti. Riyadh, the endless city and its vast fragmented spaces.. the source of my identity crisis as well as my inspiration. She's worlds within and beneath a city. As a Riyadh native hoping to drive in this city one day, nothing is more important than connecting my plight with my marginalized yet visible male counterparts that drive endlessly in my (our) city. Pascal Menoret's @paskmen book "Joyriding In Riyadh" could not have been more timely or more important for me personally, as I've been delving into the politics of space and right to the many cities in the kingdom. It brought me back and forth in time and place that continues to sprawl into an unknown, and yet more urgently situates me in the present. A must read!