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The Middle East? No, Cardiff 1943 when dad was ten. Muslim men and children listen to the Call to Prayer in the sunshine outside entrance of the newly opened Mosque. I have never been prouder of where I am from.
I wait patiently, with no urgency. I have been granted all the time there is. I do not try to make anything of what I see. I hold no expectation or assumption that I know anything at all.
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