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... people. It smelt of exhaust fumes, spices, and the river Nile.
Karim sat on the edge of a flat rooftop in the Imbaba neighborhood. He was kicking his legs over the edge, watching the chaotic traffic below.
He was ten years old. Again.
He looked at his hands. They were tanned, dusty, and calloused. He was wearing a counterfeit Liverpool shirt that said SALAH 11 on the back, but the 'S' was peeling off so it just said ALAH.
"I pressed 'No'," Karim whispered to the ...
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