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“I imagine what it might feel like, in my own body, to be in such proximity to someone else, a friend, a family member, a lover, who also shared this migratory experience—an experience of migration different from the transatlantic one that had already taken place. I imagine the feel of a loved one’s hair curled in my fingers, the pulse and vibrations quickened from singing in unison, the warmth generated from the movement of two bodies, from the length of our bodies joined together. I imagine feeling grateful for my companion, for someone to be at ease with after a week of walking, of making the pitch over and over again, of separation from those of whom I make part.”
― Charlotte Karem Albrecht, Possible Histories: Arab Americans and the Queer Ecology of Peddling