Miss
Iqbal, Why you only tell half the story? Like mooslems don’t do anything wrong. The mooslem world is all happy people and flyng carpets?
I'll read
you when you tell the truth.
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Dear
truth-seeker:
This
blog is a happy place. I hope it is a happy place. It’s a place full of magic snakes.
There
are strange skies, sleepwalking sisters, and impossibly small faces here, too.
I put them here. If tomorrow I were to begin posting, let’s say, clips of
terrorist beheadings, this could not help but spoil both my vibe and my brand.
I
am cultivating here, sir!
Places
do exist, online, where you can go should you wish to watch the latest
beheading. Wish to watch, wish to watch. I cannot imagine why you would, really,
as it seems like a poor way to spend one’s precious time.
If you wish to read of Middle Eastern people doing bad things, I recommend Headscarves and Hymens, which Mona
Eltahawy wrote. This book is certain to put you in a suitably awful mood.
I have always doubted the safety and practicality of carpets as a mode
of transportation.
Thank
you for reading and writing me.
I
hope your time here glows.
Love,
Naz
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