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Features before 2008:
Azita,
where are you?
Five years after Azita left Iran, I left for France;
the war still was going on in Iran
August 9, 2007
Buying
cucumbers
Finally I found the fruit and vegetable section
August 3, 2007
Hole
It wasn't the first time that I had to plunge to avoid
death
June 29, 2007
Bald
angel
My father was the one crying like a baby at the airport
every time I was leaving Iran after a short visit
June 17, 2007
Being a
foreigner
Living as a foreigner is like playing a guessing game
April 24, 2007
Taste
of hatred
I start rotting in a world without soul, surrounded by
women in black chador with eyes that never sees, with a heart that
never feels, with a brain that never wonders
April 24, 2007
I
still remember...
I can't hear the word war without losing my hands, my
legs, my eyes, without decomposing into pieces
March 27, 2007
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