Even though I grew up as a Sephardic Jew in Brooklyn where we ate Syrian food and went to temple, it was still America.

He’s growling for her?” Rónan asked. “His mate walks by, and he does no’ touch her? Or pull her into his lap? It’s no’ natural! And it’s starting to freak me out.

A guy's gotta live, you know, gotta make his way and find his meaning in life and love, and to do that he needs coffee, he needs coffee and coffee and coffee.

Even your graffiti artists spray Rumi on the walls

Written By Khaled Hosseini

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