It's like describing music. He cannot bring it to life.

I&#39;m sorry that I can&#39;t snap my fingers and undo 50 years of bad American foreign policy.

Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, Laila had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which Tariq's father sometimes played old Pashto songs, time stretched and contracted depending on Tariq's absence or presence.

...'this is real. This life. We're really here - this is really happening. Suffering is real. When you hurt people, it's real. When you fuck one of our best friends, that's a real thing and it hurts me.

Written By Zadie Smith

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