October 13, 2017
The masjid wasn’t even close to finished, but our fathers were starting from the top and were building their way down.
The masjid wasn’t even close to finished, but our fathers were starting from the top and were building their way down.
A river of dark, red fluids frothed and pooled over drains. Men in green T-shirts scrubbed the floor with brooms as wave after wave of water washed away the sacrificial blood.
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