Go west
I was standing in the middle of a vast green prairie when a herd of cows — the kind with white patches — came toward
I was standing in the middle of a vast green prairie when a herd of cows — the kind with white patches — came toward
When I think of Tehran the first things I remember are drug addicts, homeless children, heavy traffic and rude people. Not a good sign. But
Listen again. One Evening at the close of Ramadan, ……..ere the better Moon arose, In that old potter's shop I stood alone, ……..with the clay
“Buy a candy bar lady . . . buy one please.” I feel a hand tugging on my “monto” and turn to see a kid
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