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'I mused that Iranians were not like us Turks who had become so Westernized that we'd forgotten our old poets and myths.'

'Why was I following them? I didn't even know these people, but it felt good to go after them. I longed for her to look at me once more with that tender expression of recognition. It was as if this woman's kind, gently teasing gaze had revealed to me just how wondrous the world could be.'

'For earth was made up of many layers, just like the celestial sphere, which had seven. (Some nights I would look up at the stars and feel the dark world beneath us.)'

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