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Baghdad, Iraq
« There you are returning to her once more. You never knew how many times you left and how many times you said you would never go back to her. » —Sadek Mohammah, Archaeology of Scorched Cities
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She examines her face in the mirror with slow concern, groping her pock-marked cheeks. Eyebrows furrowed lips trembling, she pronounces the words: I hate you! She examines her face in the mirror again, her sad... media_text
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Eternity Surgical ward And here we are media_text
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1. Alleys A gate for the distant place and death. 2. media_text
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The fever called "living"! – Edgar Allan Poe An ancient lightning… a small courtyard… a green spot in a child's memory… summers, hot summers… a ghetto that knows rain and mud… and looks forward to mysterious... media_text
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She let her headscarf slip freely to her shoulders, as if she didn't realize , so that her hair would be free from the headscarf for a while. Then she pulled the edge of her headscarf flirtatiously to hide the right... media_text
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It comes to me That I may see what is unseen It comes to me media_text
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