I’m at the airport. Way too early. I can see the top of the Capitol from this desk-plug-in spot.
There are sparrows in here. They fly along the windows as if they want to get out but maybe they’re used to being here. Maybe they’re like children raised wearing a burqa.
Taslima talked yesterday about being a child who said No, a child who was curious, a child who always asked questions.
Taslima is so amazing.… Read the rest
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