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368 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2023
“One of them”
“Muslim”
“Too many foreigners here”
"She laughs, once, but it's not her usual laugh. There's something darker in it, something that sounds a little hopeless. "You know it's funny-" she continues -"they'll really claim us when Mo Farah is out here winning gold but they won't even let us have normal criminals. Everyone's got to be an extremist."
“Mr Foster,” Jessica says curtly. “I think it’s only fair one of them does say something though. I’m sure it’s not just me who wants to hear it. That murderer was one of theirs after all-”
“The cycle begins again, sis. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
I spot a girl short enough that she only appears in the footage when the woman next to her moves to peer at the train status board. She’s of a small build, wearing a loosely wrapped headscarf and a pair of Doc Martens that look so big she could lose herself in them. She looks left and then right, unsure where the approaching train might be coming from, gripping her satchel tightly.
A man with a chubby face and too-small hat slams his fist into the side of the girl’s head, knocking her against the carriage. The girl doesn’t stand a chance: he comes up behind her, doing it so quickly and so viciously that there’s no time for even a look of surprise on her face. She falls and then the man boards the train without a single glance back.
“We all know the story and how it unfolds. We all know our roles. Bad Muslim guy. Bad Muslim people. Good guys with pitchforks and torches trying to drive out the evil. Eventually, the play comes to an end, but we’re all just patiently waiting for the next showing to start.”
“Anger becomes an ugly, dangerous thing when you fling it around with your eyes closed… Open your eyes, macaanto, before you hurt someone with your words.”
“But isn’t that a disservice to our diversity? If we try to make everyone the same, are we saying there’s no room for any difference in the world? And if we continue to fear the things we don’t understand, can there ever be space for growth and humanity?”