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At the intersection he ducked under the gun barrel of a tank and turned right
by Mohammad-Asef Soltanzadeh
Exactly ten minutes after seven. The young man took his eyes off the clock. Dressed and briefcase in hand as every morning, he was ready to leave. He threw a satisfied glance at this room where he felt quite safe. Then the old feeling came back to him, Will he return to his house again? And a heavy sadness gripped his chest. He carefully locked the door behind him and descended the stairwell. If someone asks him
When did you leave the house? what will he say?
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وقتی باد آروم آروم، موتو نوازش میکنه...
طبیعت وجودتو اینقدر ستایش میکنه...
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STORY
"O’ you Human!" said the doting female Deev. "Why are you in the world of Deevs? I see you’ve passed through the Forest of the Pestering Paries intact and reached my domain. Obviously your star is shining and your luck is in your hand. Tell me your story. Why have you come here?" The Prince told his story and asked her how he could reach the Orange ‘n’ Torange Orchard. "The Orange ‘n Torange Orchard is in Pariestân on the Mount Qâf," the female Deev said, "a country also known as Shâd-o-kâm (delight and pleasure), the capital of which is the beautiful city of Johar-abâd or Jewel City
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And it all started in a land known as Iran
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In this article, the first Iranians who contributed to the collections of the Persian proverbs are introduced and the most famous proverbs appeared in those collections are presented and discussed.
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I found the new Iranian.com comment policcy when I hacked into JJ's E-mail.
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The green digits showed 1:24. How had I missed my exit?
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