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Tehran, Iran

Tehran, Iran

« It is this sense of impermenence about a place, expected one day to be swallowed up whole and disappear, that drives the inhabitants of Tehran, my Tehran, to-as we say in Persian-press hard on the gas petal. »  —Salar Abdor, Tehran Noir

Daytime Tehran
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Big Bazaar in Tehran
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Child in Tehran
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Tehran
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Every Sunday afternoon of summer 2014, I sat behind my computer and waited for my online class to begin at 4:30 pm. Living in Tehran, the capital of Iran, I was just done with a long busy day, for Sundays are...

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Hamedan Hawker
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I sat on a big rock. We were hiking for about an hour.

“My feet ache, I won’t walk another step.” My sister was only one year younger than me and she always climbed father’s shoulders, instead of walking....

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Tehran Street Child
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Hamedan Cobbler
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Street of Tehran
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TRANSLATION

I write in a country where, only two decades ago, around 80 writers were murdered one after another and their mutilated bodies found in the suburbs. A few years later, the case was reopened and the...

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Tehran Book Fair
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